Reincarnated into a Femdom Fantasy World (18+)-Chapter 26: Master… I—I’ll try 18+ [2/3]

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"You're ours tonight, darling"

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Evadne's voice, a seductive hum rich with promise, curled through the air, her dark eyes glinting as she held Jake captive in her embrace, her pale, curvy body pressed against his back, her heavy breasts a warm cushion through the lacy bra, her black lips grazing his ear with teasing heat.

The room pulsed with their closeness—Lyssa's soft, floral scent, a whisper of lavender, rose from below, mingling with Evadne's spiced musk, heavy with clove and amber, the violet velvet walls and crimson carpet blurring into a sensual haze as their touch consumed him.

Evadne's hands slid down his chest, her smooth fingertips—trimmed, gentle yet deliberate—circling his nipples, tracing their sensitive edges until they hardened under her touch, a shiver rippling through him as she pinched them lightly, rolling them between her fingers with a slow, rhythmic pressure that sparked heat in his core.

"Like that, darling?" she purred, her lips brushing his neck, her tongue darting out to lick a slow, wet stripe up to his jaw, her breath hot against his skin, leaving a trail of goosebumps. Lyssa, knelt before him, her blonde hair spilling over his thighs like liquid gold, her fair hands trembling as they rested on his hips, her blue eyes wide with uncertainty as she pressed a hesitant kiss to his inner thigh, her lips soft and unsure, her breath tickling his skin as she whispered, "Master... I—I'll try."

Evadne chuckled, a low, throaty sound that vibrated against his spine, as she guided Jake's arms back, draping them over her shoulders, her body a firm anchor as she kissed him deeply—her black lips parting his, her tongue sliding in with a slow, possessive sweep, tasting him, her spiced flavor flooding his mouth like a drug.

She sucked his lower lip, nibbling it gently, while her hands roamed lower, cupping his balls with a tender squeeze, rolling them in her palm, her touch igniting a slow burn that weakened his knees.

Lyssa watched, her shy gaze darting up, then down, her hands fumbling as she kissed closer to his length, her lips brushing the base, her inexperience showing in the tentative way she nuzzled him, her breath shaky but warm, her floral sweetness a soft counterpoint to Evadne's commanding heat.

"Let me show you, sweet thing," Evadne murmured, breaking the kiss to lean over Jake's shoulder, her dark hair spilling forward like a midnight cascade as she caught Lyssa's eye. "Watch me, then follow."

She slid one hand from his balls, trailing it down his perineum, her fingers slick with a dab of sandalwood-scented oil she'd snatched from a vial on the table—its earthy warmth cutting through the room's musk.

She pressed a fingertip against his tight entrance, circling it slowly, teasing the rim with a gentle, insistent pressure until he gasped, his body tensing then melting as she slipped inside, her touch smooth and deep, massaging that sensitive spot within him with a steady, curling motion that sent a jolt of pleasure up his spine, his length twitching against Lyssa's cheek.

Lyssa blushed, her fair skin turning a delicate pink, but she nodded, her hands steadying on his thighs as Evadne guided her. "Now you, darling—lick him here," Evadne instructed, her free hand tapping Jake's ass, her finger still working inside him, stroking that hidden bundle of nerves with a rhythm that made his breath hitch.

Lyssa hesitated, then leaned in, her tongue darting out to trace his rim, a shy, tentative lick that grew bolder as Evadne hummed approval, her own lips returning to Jake's neck, kissing and sucking a mark into his skin, her teeth grazing as Lyssa's tongue pressed deeper, lapping at him with soft, wet strokes.

The dual sensation—Evadne's probing finger, Lyssa's rimming—flooded him with heat, his hands clutching Evadne's shoulders as he moaned, low and ragged, the sound echoing off the velvet walls.

"Good girl," Evadne praised, her voice a sultry growl as she withdrew her finger, kissing Jake's ear with a wet smack before nudging Lyssa aside. "Let's move him—on the bed, darling."

She guided Jake to the massive bed in the corner, its silk sheets cool against his flushed skin as she eased him onto his back, her pale curves towering over him. She straddled his upper chest, her thong brushing his sternum, her thick thighs framing his ribs as she leaned down, capturing his mouth again in a deep, hungry kiss—her tongue tangling with his, her lips sucking hard, leaving him breathless, her spiced scent enveloping him like a spell.

Lyssa climbed up beside him, her lace lingerie rustling as she knelt between his legs, her fair hands hovering over his thighs before settling there, her touch light as she bent forward, her blonde hair brushing his skin as she took him into her mouth.

Her lips wrapped around him with a shy, tentative suction, her tongue swirling awkwardly at first, then finding a rhythm as Evadne coached her from above. "Deeper, sweet thing—relax your throat," Evadne murmured, her own hands kneading Jake's balls, rolling them gently, her touch a constant tease as Lyssa's mouth worked him, her fair cheeks hollowing, her blue eyes flicking up to his with a mix of nerves and determination.

Jake's hands fisted the sheets, his body trembling under their combined assault, but a spark of boldness flared—he reached for Lyssa, his hands sliding up her fair thighs, fingers hooking under her lace thong as he tugged her forward.

"Come here," he rasped, his voice rough with need, guiding her to straddle his face. She hesitated, her knees settling carefully on either side of his head, her weight hovering as Evadne shifted slightly back—her thong now brushing his collarbone—to give Lyssa room.

Lyssa's floral scent washed over him, intoxicating, as he pulled her lace aside and kissed her inner thighs, his tongue tracing her soft skin before slipping between her folds, lapping at her sweetness with slow, deliberate strokes.

She gasped, her voice a soft, "M-Master!" as he thrust his tongue deeper, tasting her fully, his hands gripping her fair ass to steady her as she squirmed, her blonde hair spilling over his chest, brushing Evadne's pale skin where their bodies nearly touched.

Evadne smirked down at him, her dark eyes glinting as she slid lower, her thong-clad hips settling over his thighs, freeing Lyssa to fully straddle his face. She gripped his length with a firm, slow stroke, her smooth fingers gliding up and down, teasing the tip with her thumb until a bead of precum glistened, her touch keeping him on edge as Lyssa's shy moans filled the air.

"You're learning, darling," Evadne purred, her voice a velvet caress, watching Lyssa rock against Jake's mouth, her inexperience melting into soft, needy sounds. The chandelier's golden light danced across their bodies, casting shadows that flickered over the violet walls, the room alive with their heat, their scents, their quiet gasps—Lyssa's tentative courage blooming, Evadne's assured dominance tightening its hold, and Jake caught between them, his pulse racing as the night deepened.