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And still, Lynx didn’t stop.

He pulled out, his cock still rock hard, and turned to look at the three women sprawled across his bed.

Ava was panting on her stomach, her white hair spread across the pillows.

Lira was curled on her side, her emerald eyes glazed with bliss.

Ophelia lay on her back, her massive breasts heaving, her pink eyes fixed on him with adoration.

"I told you I was going to devour you," Lynx said, his voice low and dark. "But I’m not done yet."

He crawled onto the bed, positioning himself between Ava and Ophelia, his glowing cock standing proud and ready.

"Now," he said, his eyes gleaming with hunger, "I’m going to take all three of you at once."

Ava’s eyes widened. "All three of us?"

"At once. But I’ll tell you how you’ll do it my princesses," Lynx said.

"Ava, you’re going to ride me. Lira, you’re going to sit on my face. And Ophelia..." he reached out, pulling her closer, "you’re going to put your mouth to work and choke on my cock."

Ophelia’s breath hitched, but her eyes shone with excitement. "Yes. Please. I want to taste you."

Lynx positioned himself on his back, his cock standing tall.

Lira crawled over his face, her slick cunt hovering above his mouth, and he grabbed her hips, pulling her down onto his waiting tongue.

Ava straddled him, positioning herself over his shaft, and sank down with a moan of pleasure.

Ophelia moved to his head, taking his cock in her hands. She leaned down, licking the tip, tasting the mixture of Ava’s and Lira’s juices, and then she took him into her mouth.

Every time Ava hangs on the air after bouncing on his cock a few times, Ophelia took his cock deeper.

"Fuck," Lynx groaned, his voice muffled by Lira’s thighs. "That’s it. Take me deep."

Ophelia gagged as she pushed him deeper, her throat stretching around his massive girth.

But she didn’t stop. She bobbed her head, taking him deeper and deeper, until her nose was pressed against his pelvis and she could feel him at the back of her throat.

Lynx’s hips bucked, and he drove his tongue into Lira’s cunt, lapping at her juices while Ava rode him above.

The three women moved together, each lost in their own pleasure, each moaning his name in a chorus of desire.

"Lynx~" Ava gasped, her hips grinding against his. "I’m going to cum—"

"Me too," Lira whimpered against his thigh. "Lynxx—"

Ophelia pulled off his cock as Ava sank back down, gasping for air, her hand pumping him as she caught her breath.

"I want to taste you," she whispered. "I want to swallow every drop."

"Then take it," Lynx growled. "All of it."

He drove into Ava with renewed force, his hand reaching up to grip Lira’s hip, his other hand tangling in Ophelia’s hair, guiding her back onto his cock.

The triple stimulation was overwhelming, and he felt his control fraying.

"I’m close," he gritted out. "Cum with me. All of you. Now."

Ava screamed as her orgasm crashed over her, her cunt clenching around his cock for some seconds, Lira cried out as she came on his face, her juices flooding his mouth.

And Ophelia removed Ava’s pussy from his cock and took him deep, her throat contracting around him as she swallowed.

Lynx roared as he came, his cock pulsing, flooding Ophelia’s throat with his release.

She swallowed every drop, her eyes watering, her throat working as she took all of him.

When she finally pulled off, Ava sank back down to his cock, Ophelia was gasping for air, his cum still glistening on her lips.

Lynx then pulled Ava off his cock and gathered all three women into his arms.

"I told you," he murmured, his voice rough with satisfaction. "I was going to devour every inch of you until you couldn’t remember your own names."

All three of them were trembling, spent, utterly wrecked. But their eyes were shining with love and adoration, and they pressed against him, their bodies tangled together in a heap of limbs and silk.

"I love you," Ava whispered.

"I love you," Lira echoed.

"I love you," Ophelia breathed.

Lynx looked at them, his heart swelling with something he couldn’t quite name. "I love you too," he said softly. "All of you. Forever."

And in the warm amber light of his VIP room, surrounded by the women who belonged to him, Lynx let himself feel something he rarely allowed and only feels when he had mind blowing sex. Intense Peace.

The three women lay tangled in silk and afterglow, their breathing slowly evening out into the heavy rhythm of exhaustion.

Ava’s white hair fanned across Lynx’s chest like spilled moonlight. Lira had curled into his side, her small hand pressed flat over his heart as if she could hold the beat inside her palm.

Ophelia’s pink and white hair pooled across his thigh, her lips still swollen, her eyes half closed and dreaming.

Lynx lay still beneath them, letting the warmth settle into his bones.

Peace, he’d called it. And it was real, for a moment. The rare, fragile kind that came only after bodies had been thoroughly spent and the mind had nothing left to guard against.

Then Ava shifted against him, her fingers tracing idle patterns across his chest, and he felt her smile against his skin.

"Don’t think I didn’t notice," she murmured, her voice husky with use, "that you didn’t finish."

The words hung in the warm air. Lira’s hand stilled on his chest. Ophelia’s eyes opened fully.

"I mean..." Ava propped herself up on one elbow, her lightning blue eyes gleaming with a mix of curiosity and something darker, hungrier.

"You made us cum. A lot. But you held back the whole time. Even when Ophelia swallowed every drop..." she glanced at the pink-haired woman, whose cheeks flushed, "... that was you giving. Not taking."

Lynx’s lips curved into a slow, dangerous smile. "You’re observant."

"I’m an A Rank lightning affinity user," Ava said, matching his smile. "We notice things. Fast."

Lira sat up, her tired emerald eyes wide and suddenly very awake. "Wait. You mean... you didn’t—?"

"I came," Lynx said, and the warmth of his voice did nothing to hide the predatory edge creeping into it. "Just not the way I wanted to."

Ophelia pushed herself up on her elbows, her massive breasts pressing together as she looked at him with those adoring pink eyes. "Then what way do you want to?"

The question hung in the air like a struck bell.

Lynx slowly disentangled himself from the pile of limbs and silk, rising to sit on the edge of the bed.

The glowing golden light along his cock had not dimmed. It pulsed faintly, steadily, like a heartbeat waiting for its moment.

The three women watched him, their eyes tracking every movement, their bodies already responding to the shift in the room’s energy.

"All night," Lynx said, his voice low and measured, "I’ve been gentle with you. Careful. Making sure each of you felt pleasure before I took my own."

He turned to look at them over his shoulder, his heterochromatic eyes burning in the amber light. "But there’s a version of me you haven’t met yet."

Ava’s breath caught. "What version is that?"

Lynx stood, his body casting a long shadow across the bed.

The silver mark on his forehead flared, and the light along his shaft intensified, pulsing with a rhythm that seemed to sync with all three of their heartbeats.

"The one who doesn’t ask," he said quietly. "The one who takes."

The silence that followed was electric.

Lira swallowed hard, her thighs pressing together. "I... I don’t understand."

"You will." Lynx reached down and grabbed Ava by the ankle, pulling her toward him across the silk sheets.

She gasped, laughter bubbling in her throat, but the sound died when he flipped her onto her stomach and dragged her ass up into the air without ceremony.

"This time," he said, his voice dropping into something darker, rougher, "I’m not going to make love to you. I’m going to fuck you. Like you’re nothing but a hole for my cock."

Ava’s breath hitched, but her hips pushed back against him in blatant invitation. "Then do it."

Lynx didn’t need to be told twice.

He grabbed her hips with bruising force and slammed into her in one brutal thrust, burying himself to the hilt.

Ava screamed, not in pain, but in shock and pleasure, her fingers clawing at the sheets as he set a punishing rhythm immediately.

"This is what you wanted, isn’t it?" Lynx growled, his voice ragged as he drove into her. "You wanted to see what I’m like when I stop holding back."

"Yes... fuckk~ yes—" Ava’s voice was broken, desperate, her body taking him with a hunger that matched his own.

Lynx reached forward and tangled his hand in her white hair, pulling her head back so her spine arched.

"Tell me who you belong to."

"You!" she sobbed. "I belong to you... only you—!"

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