100x Rebate Sharing System: Retired Incubus Wants to Marry & Have Kids

Chapter 690 - 689- Undressing Vivian for Good Clapping

Vivian’s tongue traveled upward. From his sac, along the underside of his shaft, to the base. She licked. Long, slow stroke. Her tongue flattened against the skin. The taste intensified. Her emerald eyes didn’t leave his face."My daughter," she whispered. The words came out before she could stop them. Her voice was tight. Strained. The voice of a mother who was worried and aroused and confused all at once. "Is Gwen safe?"

Viktor’s hand on Bella’s breast paused. His other hand, on Kaida’s breast, continued. His eyes found Vivian’s.

"Gwen is right now in the Hartfield territory," he said. "She is safe."

Vivian’s tongue trembled against his shaft. The relief was visible. Her shoulders dropped. Her breath came out.

"It was fun to fuck her," Viktor continued. His voice was the same. Casual. Conversational. The tone that made Kaida clench her jaw and made Bella’s tail puff and made Vivian’s emerald eyes widen every time. "I told you I would bring her up to making a cock addict. Right?"

Vivian trembled. Her hands, resting on his thighs, clenched. The fingers dug into his muscle. Her face flushed. The combination of relief and humiliation and arousal was visible on her features. The mother’s relief that her daughter was safe. The woman’s shame that her daughter was being trained as a cock addict by the same man whose balls she was currently sucking. The elf’s arousal that made her pussy clench and leak despite everything.

’He’s terrible,’ she thought. Her tongue resumed its work. Licking the shaft from base to mid-point. The skin was warm. The veins beneath her tongue pulsed with blood. His cock was stirring. The shaft, which had been soft, was filling. Lengthening. Thickening. She could feel it growing against her cheek as she licked. ’He’s absolutely terrible. He fucked my daughter. He’s fucking everyone. And I’m here on my knees licking his balls while he tells me about it.’

’And I’m wet. So wet. Why am I so wet?’

"I told you," Viktor said. His hand on Kaida’s breast squeezed. Kaida gasped. Her body flinched. Milk leaked through her dress. "She took to it well. Fast learner. By the time I left, she was begging for it."

Vivian’s tongue found his cockhead. The tip, swelling, the first drops of pre-cum beading on the slit. She licked. The taste of him, concentrated, hit her tongue. Her emerald eyes fluttered.

"Mmm..." she moaned. Her lips wrapped around the head. Sucked. The pre-cum, thin and salty, spread across her tongue. Her hips shifted. Her thick thighs pressed together. Her pregnant belly swayed as her body moved.

’His cock tastes so good,’ she thought. The shame of the thought was drowned by the truth of it. Her body was responding. Her pussy was throbbing. The fabric of her undergarment was soaked through. She could feel her own arousal running down her inner thigh. ’My daughter’s cock. My cock. He’s mine now. Ours. The whole family’s.’

’What kind of family are we?’

Viktor’s cock was erect now. Nine inches. The reduced size, the accommodating setting. The shaft was hard, the veins prominent, the head swollen and dark. Vivian’s mouth was wrapped around the first three inches, her tongue working the underside, her lips tight.

Viktor groaned. The sound was low. Appreciative. His hips shifted. His cock pushed deeper into Vivian’s mouth. Three inches. Four. Her cheeks bulged. Her eyes watered. But she didn’t pull back. Her hands gripped his thighs. Her head moved. In and out. Sucking. Her mouth making wet, sloppy sounds that echoed through the throne room.

’Slurp. Slurp. Mmph. Slurp.’

"Good girl," Viktor said. The words were directed downward. At Vivian. The praise made the elf moan. The vibration traveled through his cock. His hips pushed deeper. Five inches. Six. Vivian’s throat opened. The cockhead pushed past her uvula. Her emerald eyes rolled.

Bella and Kaida watched. From his lap. Both women could see the elf’s head moving in his lap. Could see the shaft disappearing into her mouth. Could hear the wet, slurping sounds. Bella’s tail was puffing and unpuffing. Kaida’s jaw was clenched so hard her teeth ached.

’Why does that make me jealous?’ Bella thought. Her silver eyes were fixed on Vivian’s mouth. On the cock going in and out. On the elf’s flushed face. On the pleasure on Viktor’s face. ’I want to do that. I want to be the one on my knees. I want his cock in my mouth. I want him to look at me like that.’

’He’s looking at her. Not at me. Why is he looking at her?’

’I want him to look at me like that.’

Her tail tightened around his calf. Her body pressed closer. Her breast, still in his hand, pushed deeper into his palm. The nipple, stiff and leaking, scraped against his skin.

’Look at me. Please look at me.’

Kaida’s thoughts were different.

’That elf is better at sucking cock than me,’ Kaida thought. Her green eyes narrowed. The competitive fire, the mercenary’s drive to be the best at everything, burned through the arousal. ’I bet she practiced. Elves and their long tongues. Not fair. Next time, I’m going to—’

Viktor’s hand on her breast squeezed. The milk squirted again. The warm fluid hit the fabric of her dress. The wet spot spread.

"—nngh!" Kaida’s competitive thought dissolved. Her body flinched. Her back arched. Her pregnant belly pressed against his side. Her hips ground against his thigh. "Damn it—! Warn me before you do that—!"

Viktor laughed. The sound was warm. Genuine. The laugh of a man surrounded by women who wanted him and showed it in different ways. Bella with her silence and her pressing body. Kaida with her cursing and her grinding hips. Vivian with her mouth and her moans.

He let them go.

His hands withdrew from their breasts. Bella made a small, disappointed sound. Kaida exhaled through her teeth. He lifted them. Gently. His hands found their waists. He moved them to the side, placing them on the dais beside the throne. They sat. Their bodies, warm from his touch, trembled.

He stood.

His cock emerged from Vivian’s mouth. The elf made a small, desperate sound as the shaft left her lips. Her mouth stayed open. Her tongue extended. Reaching. The pre-cum on her lips glistened in the candlelight.

Viktor looked at Vivian. At the chubby, pregnant elf kneeling on the floor. At her large breasts, straining against her dress. At her wide hips. At her full thighs. At her green hair, disheveled, falling over her face. At her emerald eyes, looking up at him with the desperate, hungry expression of a woman who needed to be fucked.

He reached down. His hand found her arm. He lifted her. Pulled her up. She rose. Her pregnant body, heavy and soft, stood on unsteady legs. He guided her. To the throne. Turned her around.

"Bend over," he said.

Vivian’s hands found the armrests of the throne. She bent. Her pregnant belly hung beneath her. Her thick ass pressed backward. Her wide hips presented. Her gown, loose, covered her from behind. But not for long.

Viktor pulled the robe down. The fabric slid off her shoulders. Down her back. Over the curve of her ass.

The gown pooled at her feet.

Vivian was naked beneath it. Her skin was pale, slightly green-tinted in the way that elven skin sometimes was.

Her back was broad. Soft. The curve of her spine disappeared into the crack of her ass.

Her thighs, full and pale, were pressed together.