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"Oh ho~ New member, won't the Trainer introduce us?" Seiun Sky lazed in Lucian's arms, her mischievous side emerging. "Or a self-introduction works too."
"Sky, don't bully Spe-chan." Silence Suzuka held Special Week's hand as she sat on the bed too.
The poor little Dango-chan was casually scooped off the bed by her.
"So someone has backing~" Seiun Sky straightened her delicate body, her cheek pressing against Lucian's lips. "Then I'll introduce myself first. Seiun Sky, I'm... the main wife, you know."
"M-Main wife?!" Special Week looked at Seiun Sky, then at Lucian.
Even though she came late, she couldn't quite accept this outcome.
Just then, Silence Suzuka's encouraging words echoed in her mind again, and Special Week bravely countered: "Main wife or whatever, I... I can do that too."
"Eh? When Spe-chan says that, isn't it basically admitting I'm the main wife?"
If it were one-on-one, the experienced Seiun Sky could indeed toy with Special Week effortlessly.
But with Silence Suzuka and Lucian present, they wouldn't let her run wild.
"Spe, didn't you bring mint candies? Don't give her any." Silence Suzuka guided.
Lucian pinched Seiun Sky's slim waist and said: "Looks like someone has to give up her spot."
To help Special Week adapt quickly, they had to let Seiun Sky play the villain for now.
But this wasn't part of any plan—it was all due to Seiun Sky's "wicked" personality, isolating herself against the three.
Special Week gratefully glanced at the two, suddenly feeling more confident. "Mint candy, not giving it to Sky..... Sky can go brush her teeth herself."
"Hmph, even if I leave briefly, it won't shake my main wife status~" After saying that, Seiun Sky didn't forget to give Lucian a resentful look. "Trainer got a new love and forgot the old one, scumbag!"
Lucian: "..."
Special Week looked toward Silence Suzuka. "Suzu-chan, is there really such a thing as a main wife?"
Silence Suzuka shook her head. "Even if there is, Sky is excluded first."
"That's good... I, I really want to be Trainer Lucian's main wife too." Special Week peeled the wrapper off the mint candy and held it in her hand. "Sky, here, you can have it after all."
"Since that's the case, then I'll graciously accept. Thanks, Spe-chan." Seiun Sky was flexible too.
She tilted her head like a little bird pecking at the candy in Special Week's hand. Meanwhile, Lucian turned his head too, but he pecked at Special Week's small mouth.
He kneaded Special Week's pebble-like exquisite earlobe.
Seiun Sky held the mint candy in her mouth. Though reluctant, she accepted Special Week's kindness and left Lucian's embrace.
Lucian grasped Special Week's wrist.
This was a prolonged kiss, but not like the gentle trickle of a stream—more like the relentless rugged surge of a great river.
Yet with a fierce tiger in his heart, he sniffed the rose delicately—he had his own rhythm, making the wildness poetic.
Lucian slowly leaned forward, while Special Week gradually leaned back, the two like masterfully crafted twin leaning towers, locked in a standoff.
Special Week gave up thinking, savoring the rich nectar entwining on her tongue tips, obediently closing her eyes, following her heart's guidance, instinctively responding.
"Ahh..."
"Mmmph..."
Slurp.
Suck.
Her peripheral vision fixed on the nearby Silence Suzuka and Seiun Sky, ripples of resistance swirling in her watery, shimmering eyes.
She feared Lucian couldn't see clearly, wanted to say something, but her small mouth was sealed tight.
Lucian kept kissing relentlessly.
"Tra...iner..... Lucian." Special Week squeezed out a few words precariously through the gaps, reaching to grip Lucian's wrist while glancing at Silence Suzuka, casting a pleading look.
But Silence Suzuka looked helpless to assist.
Seiun Sky: "If Spe-chan can't handle it... then step aside~"
Can't handle it!?
This was not only an insult to the man but also to the horse girl!
In an instant, Special Week made her decision and gave up resisting.
She endured the shame, parting her ravaged, dry, slightly swollen fragrant lips. "Main... main wife or whatever, even if I'm the latecomer, Trainer Lucian, please... please consider me a lot too."
After saying that, Special Week didn't dare meet Lucian's eyes directly anymore, slightly turning her head away. A teardrop swam out of her eye socket like a tadpole.
Lucian was slightly stunned for a moment.
Always.... always always always always putting on this coy, reluctant yet welcoming expression!
Lucian couldn't hold back any longer, his hands roaming over Special Week's body with increasing urgency, pulling her closer until their bodies pressed tightly together, the heat between them building like a fire.
He trailed kisses down her neck, sucking gently at first, then more insistently, eliciting soft gasps from her as his lips marked her skin with red blooms.
Special Week's breaths came in short, heated pants, her fingers digging into his shoulders as she arched toward him.
"Mmm... ahh..."
Suck... slurp.
Wet smacking sounds filled the room as Lucian's mouth worked lower, teasing her collarbone before venturing to her chest.
He cupped her breasts through her clothes, squeezing firmly, thumbs circling the hardening peaks beneath the fabric.
Special Week whimpered, her body trembling under his touch, a flush spreading across her skin.
Lucian peeled away her top slowly, exposing her bare skin to the cool air, his eyes darkening with desire as he leaned in to take one nipple into his mouth.
He sucked hard, tongue flicking over the sensitive bud, while his hand kneaded the other.
"Ahhn... Trainer... m-more..."
Suck... pop.
Slurp... lick.
The sounds of his mouth on her echoed, wet and insistent, as Special Week's moans grew louder, her hips shifting restlessly.
Lucian slid a hand down her abdomen, fingers dipping beneath her waistband, finding her already slick folds.
He stroked her slowly at first, circling her clit with deliberate pressure, making her buck against his hand.
"Ohh... yes... there..."
Squish... schlick.
His fingers delved deeper, thrusting in and out rhythmically, curling to hit that spot inside her that made her cry out.
Special Week's legs spread wider instinctively, her body craving more as wetness coated his fingers.
Lucian added another finger, stretching her, pumping faster while his thumb rubbed her clit in tight circles.
"Ahh! Trainer Lucian... I'm... ngh!"
Schlick... squelch.
Gush.
Her first climax hit her hard, body convulsing around his fingers, moans turning into breathless cries as she soaked his hand.
But Lucian wasn't done; he withdrew his fingers, bringing them to his lips to taste her, eyes locked on hers.
Special Week watched, panting, arousal reigniting at the sight.
He positioned himself between her legs, shedding his own clothes swiftly, his hard length pressing against her entrance.
With a slow thrust, he entered her, inch by inch, filling her completely.
Special Week gasped, nails raking his back as she adjusted to him.
"Mmmph... so big... ahh..."
Thrust... slap.
He began moving, slow and deep at first, each push eliciting wet sounds from where they joined.
Her walls clenched around him, pulling him deeper with every stroke.
Lucian picked up pace, hips snapping forward, the bed creaking under them.
"Ahhn! Harder... please!"
Slap... smack.
Pound... squish.
Special Week's moans mixed with the rhythmic slapping of skin on skin, her breasts bouncing with each thrust.
Lucian leaned down, capturing her lips again in a heated kiss, tongues battling as he drove into her relentlessly.
She wrapped her legs around him, meeting his thrusts, chasing another peak.
"Oh god... Trainer... I'm coming again!"
Gush... squelch.
Her second orgasm crashed over her, squeezing him tightly, milking him as she cried out.
Lucian groaned, his own release building, thrusting a few more times before pulling out and spilling over her stomach in hot spurts.
They both panted, bodies slick with sweat, the room filled with the scent of their passion.
But the night was young; Lucian flipped her over gently, positioning her on all fours.
He entered her from behind, hands gripping her hips, pulling her back onto him.
Special Week moaned loudly, pushing back to meet him.
"Ahh... yes... deeper!"
Thrust... slap.
Pound... smack.
He reached around, fingers finding her clit again, rubbing furiously as he pounded into her.
She came again quickly, collapsing forward, but he held her up, chasing his second release.
With a final deep thrust, he spilled inside her this time, filling her with warmth.
They collapsed together, breathing heavily, but soon his hands wandered again, teasing her sensitive spots.
Special Week turned to him, eyes hazy with lust, and pushed him onto his back.
She straddled him, sinking down onto his renewed hardness.
"Mmm... my turn..."
She rode him slowly at first, grinding her hips, then faster, bouncing up and down.
Slap... squish.
Up... down.
Her moans filled the air as she took control, hands on his chest for leverage.
Lucian thrust up to meet her, hands on her ass, guiding her.
"Ahhn! Trainer... so good!"
Bounce... slap.
Schlick... gush.
She came once more, trembling atop him, before he flipped them again, pinning her down for another round.
He took her missionary style now, legs over his shoulders, folding her as he thrust deep.
Special Week's cries were endless, body arching in pleasure.
"Ohh... yes... fill me!"
Pound... slap.
Thrust... squelch.
He came inside her again, both exhausted but satisfied, collapsing in a tangle of limbs.
Silence Suzuka and Seiun Sky, who had been watching with heated gazes, could no longer hold back.
Silence Suzuka crawled onto the bed first, her elegant demeanor giving way to raw desire as she pressed her body against Lucian's side, her hands exploring his chest while she kissed his neck.
"Suzu-chan..." Lucian murmured, turning to capture her lips in a deep kiss.
"Mmm... Lucian-kun..."
Suck... slurp.
Their tongues danced, wet sounds mingling with Special Week's lingering pants.
Seiun Sky joined from the other side, her playful nature turning sensual as she straddled Lucian's thigh, grinding against him while her fingers traced down his abdomen to his hardening length.
"Trainer... don't forget about me~"
She stroked him firmly, hand pumping up and down.
Schlick... stroke.
Up... down.
Lucian groaned into Silence Suzuka's mouth, his hands roaming to cup Seiun Sky's breasts, pinching her nipples until she moaned.
"Ahh... yes..."
Pinch... twist.
He broke the kiss with Silence Suzuka to pull Seiun Sky down, taking her breast into his mouth.
Suck... lick.
Pop.
Silence Suzuka moved lower, her lips trailing down Lucian's body until she reached his cock, already slick from previous activities.
She took him into her mouth slowly, tongue swirling around the tip.
"Mmmph..."
Slurp... suck.
Bob... gulp.
Her head moved up and down, taking him deeper each time, hollowing her cheeks for suction.
Lucian thrust gently into her mouth, hand in her hair.
"Ahh... Suzu-chan... so good..."
Gag... slurp.
Deepthroat sounds echoed as she took him fully, throat contracting around him.
Meanwhile, Seiun Sky positioned herself over Lucian's face, lowering her dripping core to his mouth.
"Eat me, Trainer..."
Lucian obliged, tongue delving into her folds, lapping at her clit.
Lick... slurp.
Suck... flick.
Seiun Sky ground against his face, moaning loudly.
"Ohh... tongue deeper... ahhn!"
Squish... lap.
His hands gripped her thighs, holding her in place as he devoured her, tongue thrusting in and out.
She came quickly, juices flooding his mouth.
Gush... swallow.
Special Week, recovered slightly, joined by stroking Silence Suzuka's back while watching, but focused her attention on Lucian, kissing his chest.
Lucian pulled Silence Suzuka off his cock with a wet pop.
Pop.
He guided her to straddle him, sinking her down onto his length.
She gasped, riding him slowly at first.
"Mmm... Lucian-kun... fill me..."
Thrust... squelch.
Up... down.
Seiun Sky moved to Lucian's side, kissing him deeply, tasting herself on his lips.
Suck... slurp.
Special Week took Lucian's hand, guiding it between her legs again, but he focused on pleasuring her with fingers while pounding into Silence Suzuka.
Finger... thrust.
Schlick... rub.
Silence Suzuka bounced faster, breasts heaving.
"Ahh! Yes... harder!"
Slap... pound.
Bounce... squish.
She clenched around him, coming with a cry.
"Oh god... cumming!"
Squeeze... gush.
Lucian flipped her onto her back, thrusting deep a few more times before pulling out.
He turned to Seiun Sky next, positioning her on her knees.
Entering her from behind, he gripped her ponytail, pulling gently as he slammed in.
"Ahhn! Trainer... rougher!"
Thrust... slap.
Pound... smack.
His free hand reached around to rub her clit.
Rub... circle.
She pushed back, meeting every thrust.
"Yes... there... ahh!"
Squish... gush.
She came, walls fluttering around him.
Lucian pulled out, spilling on her back.
Spurt... drip.
Now, he gathered all three around him.
He took turns kissing each, hands exploring their bodies.
First, he entered Special Week again, thrusting while fingering Silence Suzuka and Seiun Sky.
Thrust... schlick.
Finger... squelch.
Their moans harmonized.
"Ahh... mmm... ohh!"
Slap... gush.
He switched, entering Silence Suzuka while pleasuring the others.
Pound... thrust.
Rub... stroke.
Then Seiun Sky, cycling through until all were breathless.
Finally, he had them line up on all fours side by side.
He moved from one to the next, thrusting into each in turn.
Into Special Week: slap... pound.
"Ahhn!"
Into Silence Suzuka: thrust... squish.
"Mmmph!"
Into Seiun Sky: smack... gush.
"Oh yes!"
He continued the rotation, building speed, until he reached his limit, pulling out to release over them all.
Spurt... splash.
They collapsed in a satisfied heap, bodies entwined around Lucian, heavy breaths filling the room.
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