My Taboo Harem!

Phei hummed again but this time his voice was laced with dark satisfaction.

He rubbed slowly over the damp fabric, feeling the heat and the growing wetness beneath; the wet lace was clinging to the soft folds of her pussy:

Phei pressed two fingers against the soft mound and circled it, he teased the outline of her pussy shape without giving her the direct contact she clearly wanted right now:

...each slow circle made her thighs tremble harder, the firm presses of his fingers drew another soft, broken sound from her throat — little gasps and half-swallowed moans that still carried the innocence of someone who had never been touched quite like this before, and whose body was still learning how to handle the intensity.

"You’re already this wet Catrina..." he murmured, voice low and velvet-rough. "And I’ve barely even touched you. Look at how your pretty lace is already soaked. You’ve been thinking about me so much, my love, haven’t you? Sitting here in that little skirt, biting your lip, wondering if I would finally notice... even though you’re still so new to this. Even though your thighs are still trembling like that."

Phei withdrew his hand.

The sudden absence made her whimper — a soft, frustrated, almost pleading sound that went straight to his cock. Her legs remained slightly parted even more, the soft flesh still quivering faintly in the cool air of the cabin.

Phei slowed the car just enough that the world outside became a soft blur of green and gold:

He lifted his fingers into the space between them.

A thin, glistening strand of her juice he’d extracted stretched between two of them before breaking. He turned his hand so she could see the wetness clearly, the way it caught the light, the way it already coated the pads of his fingers.

"Look at me, Catrina."

She obeyed at once.

Her eyes were dark, pupils wide, lips slightly parted:

A soft flush had spread from her cheeks down to the neckline of her top; she looked like she was already halfway gone, and he had barely started. There was still a flicker of shyness in her gaze, a quiet uncertainty that made the hunger in her eyes even more intoxicating.

Even her shoulders trembled faintly as she watched with wide eyes as Phei brought the wet fingers slowly toward his mouth.

Her wide eyes followed every inch of the movement, locked on the glistening tips as if nothing else in the world existed...

...When he finally closed his mouth around them and sucked his fingers wet with her love honey, his eyes fluttered shut for a brief moment at the sweetness of her virgin honey; the taste of her — sweet, warm, already heavy with her innocent lust — pulled a low, ecstatic sound from deep in his chest.

He sucked slowly, thoroughly, drawing every drop of her from his fingers before releasing the fingers with a soft, wet sound.

"Fuck..." he breathed, eyes still half-lidded with the after sweetness of her nectar. "You taste even better than I imagined last time, Catrina. Sweet. Warm. Already so needy... and yet still so innocent it makes me want to corrupt every inch of you and hear every little beautiful sound you’ll make. Look at you... with your shaky legs."

A long, shaky sigh left her. Her back arched off the seat, chest rising high as if the air itself had grown too thin. Her thighs pressed together hard, then opened again without her meaning to, the soft flesh trembling the entire time.

The sight of him tasting her, the soft wet sound of his mouth around the fingers that had just been between her legs, had undone something carefully held in place.

"Phei~"

A soft, helpless sound escaped her throat again; half moan, half breathless wonder.

Phei lowered his fingers toward her face.

She leaned forward at once, her lips parted, eyes dark with hunger.

The movement was instinctive, almost desperate, yet still touched with the shyness of someone who had never done this before.

Her hands were trembling where they rested on the seat.

He stopped just short of her mouth.

"Patient, my love," he murmured, voice low and dark. "Patient."

He traced the soft curve of her lower lip with one wet fingertip, spreading the last of her own wetness across the sensitive skin. She tried to take the finger between her teeth but Phei pulled it away.

She chased it with a soft, frustrated whimper, leaning further forward until the seatbelt strained against her chest.

Sp he let her catch it on the second try, sliding the finger slowly into the warm, wet heat of her mouth.

She closed her lips around it immediately and sucked Phei’s finger with a soft, needy pull that made his cock throb hard against the confinement of his trousers. Her tongue curled around the finger, tasting herself on his skin, eyes half-lidded with pure, unfiltered hunger — and still that faint, trembling innocence that made every movement of her mouth feel like a quiet corruption.

Even the way she sucked carried a slight, nervous tremor.

"That’s it," he said quietly. "Now... open your thighs for me. Wide."

Catrina obeyed without hesitation without stopping sucking his finger... but her legs trembled as they parted.

The short skirt rode higher until the soaked lace of her panties was fully visible, the soft fabric clinging to the swollen fat folds beneath:

The soft skin of her inner thighs quivered continuously in the open air. Phei reached across with his free hand, took her wrist, and guided her own hand down between her spread thighs. He pressed her fingers against the wet lace and held them there for a moment, feeling the heat and the way her hips twitched under the contact, before releasing her.

"Pleasure yourself for me my love," he ordered, voice low and absolute. "Show me how wet you get when you think about me. I want to hear every soft little sound you make... even the shy ones. Even the ones that come out trembling."

At the same time he took her other hand letting go of the wheel slightly and placed it firmly over the thick, hard outline of his cock.

"And while you do that... take me out." He said and put his other hand back on the steering.

Catrina’s eyes fluttered.

She sucked harder on his fingers as her free hand fumbled with his belt, then the button, then the zipper — the movements slightly clumsy, still learning, and visibly trembling.

The moment the opening parted, his cock sprang free — heavy, flushed, already leaking at the tip, the thick shaft throbbing in the cool air of the cabin. Her small hand wrapped around it as best she could, fingers unable to fully close around the girth, and stroked once, twice, slow and slightly shaky, as if she was still getting used to the weight and heat of him.

The tremor in her fingers never fully stopped.

At the same time her other hand rubbed slowly over her own soaked panties, pressing and circling exactly where he had teased her moments before. Soft, wet sounds filled the cabin — the quiet slickness of her fingers against the lace, the soft suction of her mouth around his fingers, the low, continuous growl of the engine beneath it all.

And under every sound ran the faint, continuous trembling of her thighs and hands.

Phei’s hand had already returned to the wheel and his eyes stayed on the road, but every sense was locked on the soft, wet sounds of her fingers working between her thighs and the warm, imperfect, slightly shaky pressure of her hand stroking him in time with the motion.

Gods.

How many women had already craved this cock this morning?

The daughter-mother threesome still lingered in his blood:

Dravenna’s teasing under the table, the slow pressure of her foot against him while the entire breakfast continued around them, there was also Roxanne who’d given up half-way. Adriana’s soft, cold feet working him with deliberate, sinful precision while her husband sat across from them and her son kept his head lowered in fear.

And now Catrina — quiet, careful, still so new — sitting in the passenger seat of his new black tiger with her thighs open and trembling, her fingers moving over her own wet heat, and his cock thick and throbbing in her slightly shaking hand.

She was going to get it.

The Sovereign’s engine growled louder, as if the machine itself agreed.

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