I princess carried Lila to the bedroom, her breath hot against my neck.
"That was a hell of a fucking," Jennie drawled, voice husky. "You still breathing, baby girl?"
Lila's voice was low, raspy, barely a whisper: "Somehow."
I laid her gently on the bed. She sighed, eyes fluttering shut.
I grabbed a soft cotton sundress from the dresser—white, sleeveless, hem brushing midthigh. I slipped it over her head, my fingers grazing her bruised hips, marked collarbone. She shivered at every touch.
Jennie leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, tongue tracing her lower lip. "Elias, if you rail her like that every day, she'll need a wheelchair by next week."
She stepped closer, voice dripping honey.
"If you're that active, pace yourself, stud. Instead of hourslong marathons then dayoff, try three sessions: morning, noon, night. Three rounds each. Nine total. More rounds, less breaking the poor girl."
She winked, letting her fingers trail down her own cleavage. "Or share that monster cock with both of us. I'm wet just watching."
Lila whispered:
"He already fucked me four more times like that today."
Jennie's jaw dropped, then she moaned dramatically. "What?! Girl, I don't know if I should worship you or send flowers to your funeral."
She stepped closer, voice silky. "You know, sharing that huge dick with me might save you. What do you say, Lila?"
Lila's eyes flicked to me, hesitant. "I have no problem with it. Elias, what do thi—"
I grabbed her mouth roughly, fingers pressing her lips, growled: "Don't you know what I think?"
Lila's voice muffled: "Please, Elias… that would help me catch a breath."
I leaned in, lips brushing her ear. "Okay. Let's go to the bathroom—I'll help you breathe."
Lila's eyes widened, panic flashing. "No, no, Elias! It's hurting down there…Please!"
Jennie laughed, throaty. "Poor baby. I'd take that pain for you…gladly."
Hours later. I walked to the upstairs, the scent of garlic butter shrimp and lemon risotto drifting from the kitchen.
Through the cracked bedroom door, I heard laughter—Lila's soft, breathless giggles mixed with Jennie's louder, teasing ones.
I paused, leaned against the frame.
Lila sat on the edge of the bed in a fresh white silk robe, hair damp from the shower, cheeks flushed.
Jennie lounged beside her.
They were laughing—Lila's smile so beautiful, so real, it punched me in the chest.
I pushed the door open.
"Honey, Jennie—dinner's ready. Let's go."
Jennie hopped up. "Sure. I'm starving—for food… and other things."
Lila tried to stand—wobbled, thighs shaking.
I scooped her into a princess carry. She yelped, then melted against my chest.
Jennie raised a brow, "What happened?"
Lila replied, "Can't walking properly."
Jennie sighed, playful.
"Stay strong, girl. You're living the dream… and the nightmare."
We sat at the dining table, candles flickering, garlic butter shrimp and lemon risotto steaming.
Lila sat in my lap—couldn't sit on a chair.
I fed her shrimp from my fingers, her lips sucking them clean, tongue flicking my skin.
Jennie said, "Wow! He can cook both you and food nicely."
Lila laughed, soft, melodic.
Jennie leaned in, "You know, Elias—Lila changed. She was ice queen, barely smiled. Now? She's a baby. Oh! I get it—she has no strengths left to be serious. You're draining her dry."
She moaned softly. "I wish someone would fuck me like you fuck Lila. Hard, deep, relentless… I'd scream your name until the walls shook."
She bit her lip, eyes locked on mine. "Imagine—both of us on our knees. Two mouths, two pussies. You'd never run out of holes. I bet, She's curious."
I smirked, feeding Lila another shrimp. "Thanks, But Lila's enough."
Jennie pouted, sultry.
"Selfish. I'd lick her while you fuck me from behind."
Jennie and Lila talked on the couch, wine glasses in hand. I gave them space.
After a while, Jennie stood. "I'm going to my room. You lovebirds can enjoy yourselves. Lila—I'm sorry, but no need to hold back Elias. She's yours. Fuck her all you want. Just don't kill her. And if you ever need extra holes…I'll be next door—wet, ready, waiting."
She blew a kiss and swayed out.
I turned to Lila. She opened her mouth: "Elias, listen—my—"
I kissed her passionately, tongue claiming, hands gripping her ass. "Don't worry, honey. Let's sleep."
Lila smiled with relief.
"After we fuck each other's brains out." I smirked.
Lila's smile vanished in a heartbeat.