The torchlight flickered violently as Setsuna's growl reverberated through the chamber, her claws scraping against stone with each predatory step forward. Her wolf ears twitched at the symphony of scents—Takumi's musky arousal, Kureha's sweet feminine dew, the metallic tang of Norn's tears still drying on the cold floor.
Mine. All mine today. Setsuna's primal thoughts burned through her mind as she stalked toward the panting knight. Her tail lashed behind her, the fluffy fur bristling with possessive energy.
Kureha's back pressed harder against the stone wall as the wolf-girl approached. "S-Stay back, you beast—!" Her protest dissolved into a startled gasp when Setsuna's rough tongue dragged up her inner thigh in one long, wet stripe.
Her fear smells delicious...but Takumi's scent is stronger. Setsuna's pink tongue darted out to lap at the glistening evidence of Takumi's earlier conquest. "Nnn~ Knight tastes...acceptable," she purred, her fangs grazing the sensitive skin where Kureha's thigh met her sex. "But Takumi's seed tastes better."
Takumi's dark chuckle sent vibrations through the chamber. His muscular frame gleamed with sweat in the flickering light as he watched the wolf-girl claim her prize.
"Jealous, Setsuna?" His fingers trailed through the mess between Kureha's trembling thighs, gathering their mixed fluids before offering them to Setsuna. "Here. Have a proper taste."
The wolf-girl's pink tongue darted out eagerly, lapping at his fingers with hungry swipes. Her ice-blue eyes rolled back slightly at the flavor, her claws pricking against Kureha's hips as she savored the taste.
More. Need more. Setsuna's inner monologue was a constant stream of need as she drank from Takumi's fingers. Her nostrils flared at the scent of his renewed arousal, her sensitive ears picking up the rapid acceleration of his heartbeat.
Flare watched from her knees, her peach-pink hair disheveled, her blue-green eyes dark with desperate need. Her fingers twitched against her own thighs, torn between reaching out and maintaining her submissive posture.
Master hasn't touched me yet... The thought sent a fresh wave of slickness between Flare's thighs. Does he not want me today? Her bottom lip trembled as she watched Setsuna monopolize Takumi's attention.
Takumi's sharp gaze caught Flare's distress instantly. With a growl that rivaled Setsuna's, he gripped the wolf-girl's shoulder and pushed her aside. "Enough," he commanded, his voice leaving no room for argument. "Flare. Come here."
The former princess scrambled forward eagerly, her collar jingling softly with each movement. "Y-Yes Master!" Her voice hitched with barely contained excitement as she positioned herself before him, her hands folded demurely in her lap—though her spread knees betrayed her true intentions.
Setsuna's growl vibrated through the chamber, her claws flexing against the stone floor. Mine! her instincts screamed. But something in Takumi's stance made her hesitate, her wolfish senses recognizing his alpha dominance.
Takumi's large hand tangled in Flare's hair, tilting her head back sharply. "You've been so patient," he murmured, his thumb tracing her swollen lower lip. "Such a good girl deserves a reward."
Flare's breath came in rapid little pants as Takumi guided her onto her back, her hair fanning out beneath her like a peach-colored halo. Her blue-green eyes widened when instead of mounting her, Takumi lowered himself between her thighs.
Master...Master is going to... The thought alone made Flare's sex clench around nothing, her juices leaking onto the stone beneath her.
Takumi's hot breath ghosted over her dripping folds moments before his tongue dragged through her slickness in one long, slow stroke. "Nnn~! M-Master's tongue!" Flare's back arched off the floor, her fingers scrabbling against the stone as pleasure shot up her spine.
Kureha watched from against the wall, her knightly armor long discarded, her silver hair sticking to her flushed skin. This is...this is obscene... Yet her traitorous body betrayed her, her own fingers drifting between her thighs to mimic the motions she saw.
Just one touch...just to understand... Kureha's inner conflict played out in the trembling of her hand as her fingertips brushed her own slick folds. A shocked gasp escaped her lips at the contact, her knightly resolve crumbling further with each passing second.
Setsuna prowled closer to the panting knight, her wolf ears twitching with interest. "Knight...plays with self," she observed, her hot breath puffing against Kureha's ear. "Want help?"
Before Kureha could respond, the chamber door creaked open once more.
Anna stood silhouetted in the doorway, her light brown braid draped over one shoulder, her amber eyes taking in the scene with knowing warmth. The scent of freshly baked bread and lavender clung to her simple dress, a stark contrast to the musk of sex that permeated the chamber.
"My, my," she murmured, her voice like honey as she stepped inside. Her hips swayed gently with each step, the fabric of her dress clinging to her full curves. "What have we here?"
Flare's desperate moans filled the chamber as Takumi's tongue worked her into a frenzy. Her thighs trembled on either side of his head, her hands fisting in his hair as he devoured her. "Haaah~! T-Too good! M-Master's tongue is—nnn!"
Anna chuckled softly, moving to kneel beside Takumi. Her gentle fingers stroked through Flare's disheveled hair. "There, there, dear," she cooed. "Let it out. That's it."
Setsuna watched the interaction with narrowed eyes, her tail flicking restlessly. Too gentle. Too slow. Her wolfish instincts demanded action, demanded possession. With a sudden movement, she gripped Takumi's shoulder and pulled him away from Flare.
Takumi's lips glistened with Flare's arousal as he turned to face the wolf-girl. "Impatient?" he growled, his voice thick with desire.
Setsuna answered by pushing him onto his back and straddling his hips. Her claws pricked his chest as she positioned herself above him. "Need you...inside...now," she panted, her ice-blue eyes glowing with feral need.
Anna's knowing smile never faltered as she guided Flare to sit up. "Watch closely, dear," she murmured, her fingers tracing patterns along Flare's trembling thighs. "This is how we please our man."
With a grace that belied her motherly appearance, Anna moved behind Setsuna. Her hands settled on the wolf-girl's hips, guiding her descent onto Takumi's waiting erection. Setsuna's back arched beautifully as she took him in, her full breasts heaving with each breath.
Kureha found herself unable to look away, her fingers moving faster between her own thighs as she watched the wolf-girl ride Takumi with animalistic abandon. This is wrong...this is... Her thoughts scattered as a particularly rough thrust from Setsuna drew a guttural moan from Takumi's throat.
Anna's hands never left Setsuna's body, alternately soothing and encouraging. "That's it, darling," she praised, her fingers brushing the wolf-girl's twitching ears. "Take him deeper."
Flare watched with rapt attention, her own hands drifting to her breasts, pinching her nipples in time with Setsuna's movements. "Nnn~ S-Setsuna is...so strong..."
The chamber filled with the sounds of flesh meeting flesh, of panting breaths and pleasured moans. The torchlight danced across sweat-slicked skin as the group moved together in a symphony of desire.
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