Building a Harem in a Noble House-Chapter 83: I Bet Our Pet Feels the Same Way (R-18)

I lay there on the bed, wrists bound tight to the headboard posts by that same spell she’d used to bind them together in the training hall. She knelt between my legs, and she looked up at me with pure, confident dominance in her eyes. Her full lips parted, and she took my cock into her mouth, enveloping me in wet heat that made my hips twitch involuntarily.

The sensation was electric. Her tongue flat against the underside of my shaft as she slid down, taking me inch by inch until her nose almost brushed my abdomen. I groaned deep in my throat, the warmth of her mouth contrasting with the cool air, her suction pulling at me like she craved me, drawing out every nerve ending until my balls ached with need. She bobbed slowly at first, savoring it, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked, then released with a wet pop only to dive back in, her hand wrapping around the base to stroke what her mouth couldn’t reach.

But then, that familiar whisper hit my ear. It was Isobel’s clone again! The clone’s voice was velvet and commanding as she spoke the words Isobel was too occupied to say.

"Mmm, feel that, Lloyd? My lips stretched around your thick cock, sucking you deep. I want you to fuck me senseless... ram that hard dick into my dripping pussy and claim it. But we’ve got company now, don’t we? Our shy little pet is watching us from the corner of the room. How about we put on a show for her, love? When I’m done milking this cock with my mouth, flip me over and fuck me like you own every inch of me. Pound me until I’m a screaming mess. Show her how a real man takes his woman."

I glanced over again at Savrah, nude and perched on the edge of a chair, her tan skin a warm contrast to the dim light, large breasts heaving with each shallow breath, nipples dark and hardened. Her thick thighs were spread wide, one hand between them, fingers circling her slick folds while the other kneaded one of those heavy breasts, pinching the nipple until she whimpered softly. Her big ass shifted on the seat, pressing into the cushion as she rubbed herself, eyes wide and locked on Isobel’s bobbing head.

Isobel’s mouth worked me relentlessly now, her tongue swirling around the head on every upstroke, tasting the pre-cum leaking from me, the wet slurps filling the air. The clone kept murmuring filth right in my ear, her words syncing with the real Isobel’s rhythm.

"Imagine it, Lloyd... your cock splitting me open, stretching my tight walls until they flutter around you. I want to feel you throbbing inside of me, filling me up. You can withstand this long enough to make that happen, can’t you? I wouldn’t want you to disappoint our pet here..."

The dual assault had me throbbing, my cock swelling in Isobel’s mouth as she hummed around it, the vibration shooting straight to my core like a spark. Savrah’s fingers moved faster, dipping into her own wetness, the slick sounds joining Isobel’s sucking, her large breasts bouncing slightly with the motion, thick thighs quivering.

"Fuck, Isobel," I gasped, the pressure building unbearably, her mouth a perfect, hot glove sliding over me. She pulled back just enough to let her tongue lap at the slit, teasing it before plunging down again, throat relaxing to take me all. The clone laughed low. "Do it, Lloyd. Show me how much you want me."

I couldn’t fight it. My body tensed, and with a guttural groan, I exploded, hot spurts flooding her mouth. Isobel swallowed every drop, her throat working greedily, eyes locked on mine with that confident gleam, not spilling a drop. She pulled off slowly, licking her lips, her hair cascading down.

"Good boy," Isobel purred, her voice steady and commanding. She snapped her fingers, undoing the restraints binding my wrists. "Now come here and take your prize." 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

I surged forward, flipping her onto her back with ease. She spread her legs wide, her wet pussy glistening, pink and swollen with need. I positioned the head of my still-hard cock at her entrance and thrust in deep. Goodness... the feel of her... soft walls clenching tight around me, hot and slick like molten silk gripping every ridge and vein.

"Ohhh yes!" Isobel moaned, arching up to meet me, her hands on my waist, pulling me deeper.

I was pounding her in missionary, hips snapping forward, the wet slap of our bodies echoing as I buried myself to the base each time. Her pussy fluttered around me, sucking me in, the friction building that delicious burn in my shaft.

"Good boy, Lloyd... Good... mnhhh... boy..." She gathered herself, smiling through her arousal. "You love how good I feel, don’t you?"

"I do..." I answered, moaning through my own arousal.

She spoke softer, wrapping her arms around my head. "Then tell me, love. Tell me how I feel. Tell me how much you love fucking me."

"You feel incredible," I growled, leaning down to capture her nipple in my mouth, sucking hard as I thrust deeper, the angle grinding against her g-spot. "So fucking tight, squeezing me like you never want to let go, your juices coating my dick. Everything about this feels amazing."

She moaned loudly, fingers digging into my back. "Good boy. You’re doing such... haahh... a good job." Isobel smiled. "I bet our pet feels the same way."

Savrah was lost in her own world now. Her thick thighs clamped around her hand, fingers plunging deep into her pussy, big ass grinding down as she chased her orgasm with a face like she was about to squirt again.

I shifted us seamlessly, rolling Isobel onto her side, hooking one leg over my shoulder to open her wider. The new angle let me drive even deeper, my cock hitting spots that made her gasp. I plowed her relentlessly, the sensation of her leg’s weight on my shoulder adding to the control, her inner muscles squeezing me like a fist.