Chapter 301: 301: Whispered Heat Beyond the Door (Part 3)
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"You never imagined me?" Azhara teased softly, brushing her lips against Vel’s hair.
Vel exhaled slowly. "...I never imagined feeling this warm... with anyone but him."
On the other side, Sha had melted against Naaro’s thighs, her nervous stiffness giving way to soft licks, hesitantness was gone, only curiosity remaining. Naaro’s hand traced lazy circles along her back, and her eyes glimmered with a mix of playfulness and quiet approval.
"You are doing great, lick me more" Naaro repeated softly, nuzzling her neck again.
Sha squirmed, her eyes flicking. "Y-you already said that..."
"Mmm," Naaro hummed. "Then I will say it again. Lick me and rub me until I release some water."
Slurp! Slurp!
Sha’s licking made a soft sound, caught between a laugh and a moan, and finally allowed herself to lean fully against Naaro’s lower lips, her cheek resting in between her four legs. Naaro’s four legs coiled lazily around her back, a subtle gesture of satisfaction without words.
Azhara glanced over and smirked. "Well, well. Looks like our shy busty Sha is starting to enjoy licking something else than sir Kai’s Anaconda."
"H-hush..." Sha whispered, but her eyes closed as she gave in to the comfort.
A few moments later...
The four of them naturally shifted closer together, forming a small circle of tangled legs and soft arms. Azhara guided Vel into her lap while reaching to pull Sha and Naaro into their shared warmth. It wasn’t the wildness of hunger or the chaos of competition. It was something gentler — a sensual, tender acknowledgment that they were all part of something bigger now.
Vel hesitated only for a moment before leaning in and sucking Azhara, slower this time, savoring it. Azhara returned with putting her entire hand inside her, her hand brushing Vel’s lower lips while her other hand rested on Sha’s chest, drawing a small, startled gasp from her.
Sha’s blush deepened, but she didn’t pull away. Instead, she turned slightly and met Naaro’s lips in another soft, exploratory kiss. They all finger each other and press each other’s chest.
Their movements were unhurried, full of warmth and soft breaths, a quiet dance of affection that made their hearts beat faster but didn’t break the delicate stillness of the hall.
Azhara’s voice drifted like smoke, low and smooth. "This is what it means to be his... to be ours. Not fighting, not jealous... but sharing. Feeling each other. Protecting each other."
Vel let out a soft hum of agreement against her. "...I think I understand now. If we are all his, we... are all each other’s too."
"Exactly," Azhara whispered, brushing a strand of hair from Vel’s face and planting a tender kiss on her forehead.
The hallway grew quieter as the energy between them shifted from licking to full time figuring and rubbing. They ended up tangled together in a warm cuddle pile, heads resting against shoulders, legs brushing in lazy comfort. Naaro absentmindedly traced circles on Sha’s hip, Vel’s fingers curled lightly inside Azhara’s, and Azhara’s hand rested across all of them like a protective embrace.
For a while, they simply rubbed lower lips against lower lips, listening to the scream through the stone that told them their king and the first wife were still lost in their own world. They thought of Kai’s Anaconda while rubbing.
And in that quiet moment, something new settled between the four women: a bond that had nothing to do with rivalry, and everything to do with belonging.
Azhara smiled faintly as her eyes drifted closed. "Mmm... we are going to make the best harem he has ever seen... I am going to cum."
Me too! Me too! Me too! All of them said the same thing. Then they all cum together on each other as Kai’s anaconda was beating the pink rabbit hole. Luna was crying in pain and satisfaction.
After the release of thick white sticky liquid. Vel let out a sleepy hum of agreement. Sha whispered something unintelligible but soft, and Naaro simply smiled to herself, her eyes flickering one last time before closing.
Wrapped in warmth and the quiet promise of shared love, the four of them drifted into a light, peaceful sleep right outside Kai’s room. They were united, at last, as sisters. They were naked and covered in white sticky liquid.
A few hours later...
The first light of dawn crept into the mountain’s upper halls, soft and golden, slipping through the carved openings to chase away the torchlight. A faint mist hung in the air, kissed by the warmth of the stone walls that had held the night’s heat.
Kai’s eyes opened slowly. For a moment, he simply listened.
The room was still, save for the soft breathing of the woman curled against his chest. Luna’s silver hair spilled across his shoulder like moonlight, her rabbit ears twitching ever so slightly in her sleep. Her lips were parted in a peaceful expression, a stark contrast to the fierce glare she had given him the night before. Her chest was pressed on Kai’s body. And her one leg was on Kai’s waist top of his anaconda. Her lower lip was pressed on Kai’s legs.
He couldn’t help but smile.
He brushed his fingers along her back, tracing the gentle curve of her spine. Her body responded instinctively, pressing closer, seeking his warmth even in sleep. Her scent was soft and sweet now, mixed with the faintest musk of their night together.
"Home," Kai whispered softly, his voice barely above the hum of the mountain.
A quiet, contented sound escaped Luna’s lips as her ears twitched again, and she nuzzled into his chest. She did not wake, but the small movement was enough to make Kai’s heart ache in the best way.
He leaned down and kissed her forehead gently. "My beautiful wife..."
For a few more minutes, he allowed himself to lie there, basking in the simple perfection of holding her again, the weight of over twenty days apart finally gone. But eventually, duty tugged at him. There was a world outside this room, a mountain of life that awaited its king.