When the Villains Unite - Volume 1 - Chapter 9; Part 4 (R-19)
I thought it was odd that I had climaxed from only penetration, but before I could think about it, I was distracted by Damian’s c*ck rubbing against my ass.
Seriously, you’re going to put that huge thing in there?
“Oh, no wait… Hah!”
The tip of Damian’s p*nis slipped into the forbidden hole. Despite my protests, he didn’t stop moving. I arched my back at the pain, the pain that came from a hole that wasn’t used to his size.
“Stop, hmm… pull out… tear… ugh…”
“You’re doing good, Rose. Put in a little more.”
Damian’s thrusts must have stimulated Bellamy, who started filling my v*gina again.
My back was aching, and I resented the fact that Bellamy was getting harder even though he already ej*culated inside me. He stroked my back to help me get used to Damian.
Damian squeezed my ass and plunged his shaft in and out, back and forth, just as he had the first time Bellamy came inside me.
The pain, which I couldn’t get used to, was turning into a deep arousal thanks to the aphrodisiac.
I knew I should say no to a place like that, but the words didn’t come out like that, perhaps because of the cream.
“Hah… Hmph, yes….”
“…. Sis, are you feeling better now?”
“Hah… I don’t think it hurts…”
“Then, I’ll move.”
As soon as he said that, I could feel his p*nis digging into me. Sure enough, once the tip was in, what followed was bearable. In fact, I could almost feel my climax coming as he slid in and out.
Before long, Bellamy began to move his hips in unison.
It was weird to have my body in the hands of the Orca brothers. I felt like I was breaking a taboo by eating both my brothers in one fell swoop.
“Hmmm, ha, Bellamy, Dami…. It’s weird… mmmm.”
Their movements, which were slow at first, soon moved to a steady beat.
The sensation of Bellamy filling me once more, and the feeling the aphrodisiac cream gave me, was unbearable. I moaned as I was rocked back and forth by them, dazed by the sensations.
“Rose, do you like that it’s filled in the front and back?”
“Ahhh, I don’t know, ha, ha, I like….!”
I frantically wiggled my hips, not having control over what I said.
This is so crazy. I didn’t realize that being f*cked from behind could be exhilarating, and I didn’t know how to move with both of them pounding away inside me.
“Ha, ha, ha….!”
As Bellamy moved in, Damian moved out, and they kept going like that. Their speeds were roughly the same, but Damian was slightly faster. When they came in together, I melted. I was going to lose my mind.
“Ha, ha! Faster! Faster!… Hmmm, hmmm Bellamy, Dami… Aahh!”
“Ha… this is crazy.”
No one would recognize us as the noble members of a ducal family now; for a moment, we were all drenched in pleasure, moving by our beastly instincts.
My screams of pleasure, and the low, wet groans of the Orca brothers filled Bellamy’s room. The nerves all over my body heightened my pleasure. Both holes tightened around their c*ck, and reading my reaction, the men moved their hips faster.
“F*ck, ah! I’m going- I’m going, I’m going… ah!”
The pace was too much for me to handle and I forgot to move my hips, trapped between them.
Sweet moans was all I could do for a while, until Bellamy and Damian thrust in at the same time. I screamed as my inner walls constricted and my whole body shuddered.
“Hmph…. Hmph!”
My body was drained from the repeated climaxes, but my eyes, addicted to the forbidden pleasure, sparkled as they anxiously searched for something. I was looking for the same men who held me back and forth, and the moment our eyes met, we lusted after each other without knowing who attacked first.
The night in the House of Orca lasted until the sun rose the next day.
* * *
“Sister, are you bored?”
Of course I am. Locked away in the annex, oblivious to what is going on in the rest of the world, with nothing to do but stare at a book. I threw the p*rnography I enjoyed into the fireplace and burned it because the Orca brothers might see it. All I had left was a stack of boring, old, educational books.
I don’t have the ability to use magic or aura like the brothers, nor do I have the interest to intensively study anything. The only things I’m interested in are cooking and foreign language, but I’ve already gone through the limited collection of books a few times.
So now, I’m watching Damian practice his swordsmanship.
On the third floor, there are a few unused rooms. All of them, but four, have been cleared out and turned into Bellamy’s lab and Damian’s training room.
I’ve always wanted to watch Bellamy practice his magic, but he’s adamantly refused. He said it’s not something I should see, so I can’t easily enter his lab. As a result, most of my time has been spent with Damian these days.
“Yeah, I’m bored.”
Damian came over to me as I sprawled out on the floor. I blankly stared up at him, and he pulled something out of his back pocket.
In his hand was a wood carving of a rabbit. The bunny’s ears flopped down; it was cute.
“Where did you find this?”
It wasn’t there when I explored the annex…
He handed the sculpture to me and ruffled his hair with the non-wielding sword hand.
“It’s just, I was bored, too, so I made it, but it’s useless. You can have it.”
“Wow, you made this yourself?”
I hadn’t realized Damian was so crafty. He probably carved it with a knife, but the smooth, uneven surface of the wood and the careful curves could have fooled me that it was done by a professional. It couldn’t have been that easy to make, and his hands were just as red as his face except the calluses from holding his sword.
I’d cut my hands on more than one occasion just by cooking and had to get potion from Bellamy to heal them…
Apparently, Damian is an expert at using his hands.
“Thank you, Damian. What should I do to thank you?”
“Hmmmm, as for thanking me, can you check my posture?”
He looked away, ears flushed red in embarrassment as I grinned at him.
I treasured the rabbit-shaped sculpture he’d given me and watched him, comparing his stance to the demonstrations in the swordsmanship book. Damian fumbled a bit that day, but gradually settled into his normal tempo.
That’s the story of Damian and I’s cozy cottage life. Now that I’ve escaped from the annex, I’m overcome with the urge to throw something he’s carefully carved for me for the first time.
He looks at me with a look that says ‘I did good,’ more proudly than before.
“Ha… Dami, what is this?”
“Since I’m going far away this time… I thought you might be disappointed, so I made you a gift with my aura.”
Now that Bellamy was away from the manor on official business, Damian had somehow gotten home early and was having tea with me. He was holding an interesting sculpture, no, something hideous, in his hand.
I groaned when I saw what looked like a modern-day d*ldo. He must have modeled it after his own p*nis, because the size and shape were identical to it1 I LOST IT WHEN I READ THIS LMAOO.
This time, Damian would be away from the ducal residence for at least a week, joining the Crown Prince on a tour of the Empire’s borders.
Am I supposed to use that while he’s gone…
Damian’s golden aura glowed from the imitation p*nis, which had been made by condensing his real aura.
“The light is so beautiful, but why use it on something like this…?”
What a waste of talent.
“You’re not satisfied with just one brother.”
“I don’t want it, take it back!”
Damian held out his fake p*nis as a gesture of concern for me, and I stepped back in horror. He gave a disapproving look, but without another word, he placed it back into his pocket. His expression, though, seemed as if he still had something to hide.
“What’s with that look?”
“What?”
“Like you’re up to something…”
“I don’t know… Sis, are you staying home today?”
Damian picked up his teacup with a fluid gesture and brightly smiled.
I don’t have a good feeling about this…
I suspiciously eyed him as he turned away, looking like a fox, and sighed.
“Yeah, probably. I don’t really have anything else to do.”
“Then go out with me today.”
“Didn’t you skip work today? Can we go out?”
“Oh… um… I guess we can go out without anyone knowing?”
He looked taken aback by my words, but he wasn’t going to deny them. What should I do about this delinquent child who is about to be an adult?
Come to think of it, I don’t think I’ve ever seen Damian take anything seriously. Except, of course, when he was having sex at night…
“What are you going to do if you get caught?”
“It’s okay, actually. His Highness the Crown Prince has a date today.”
Ah, so that’s why Aria rushed a message to cancel today’s meeting.
I contacted her back saying that I actually had an emergency so it was okay. I’m not sure if she saw my reply, but honestly….
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