Taming the Beast World with a Frying Pan-Chapter 208: A Third Dip For Good Measure**

Ren immediately regretted the question. The words hung in the humid air like a bad fart in a crowded elevator.

’I must be losing my mind,’ Ren thought, horrified. ’I am trash. I am a dumpster fire of a human being. I should just disintegrate into dust and blow away with the wind from my shame.’

She waited for the explosion. She waited for Kael to yell, or storm off, anything but the silence he was giving her right now.

Instead, Kael blinked. His golden eyes drifted from her swollen lips to his own semi-hard state.

"Okay," Kael said simply.

He untied the loincloth. It fell on the soft grass with a soft thud.

Ren’s eyes widened.

He was already semi-erect, and even at half-mast, he was impressive.

Ren looked up from his large cock to his face. It still held an unreadable expression. His jaw was tight, his eyes dark, but there was no snarl.

’Is he angry?’ Ren worried, biting her lip. ’Does he think I sent him to fetch wood just so I could have a quickie with the Snake? Does he think this was a premeditated betrayal?’

She knew that even though Kael had agreed to share, he still hates the Snake King with every fiber of his being. Walking in on this must have been a blow to his pride.

But Kael didn’t leave.

He sat down in the lush grass, leaning back on his hands. He spread his long, muscular legs wide, presenting himself to her.

"Come," Kael commanded, his voice low and rough.

As he sat, his erection responded to the freedom, filling with blood until it was firm now and standing proudly against his abdomen.

Ren gulped.

She glanced back at Syris. The Snake King was still slumped against the bush, recovering from his soul-leaving-body experience. The haze of lust was still in his amethyst eyes, but she couldn’t tell from his face what he was thinking either. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

’Is he going to watch?’ Ren wondered nervously. ’This is... so insane.’

Syris wasn’t moving to leave or anything. He just watched, his gaze intense.

Ren was nervous as she crawled over to Kael on her hands and knees. She moved between his spread legs, the scent of sex overwhelming in the small clearing.

Ren still had Syris’ taste in her mouth—salty and distinct—and now she was going to add Kael’s.

’This is the life of a woman with two husbands,’ Ren thought, a dry, hysterical laugh bubbling in her throat.

She lowered her head, her hair cascading over his thighs like a red curtain.

She didn’t take him in immediately. Instead, she started with her tongue.

Ren ran her tongue flat from the base of Kael’s thick shaft, dragging it slowly all the way up to the mushroom-shaped head. She traced the prominent purple veins that pulsed beneath the skin, savoring the texture and the heat radiating from him.

"Mmm," Kael rumbled, his hips twitching slightly.

Ren swirled her tongue around the ridge of the head, teasing the sensitive skin before flicking the slit at the very tip. She licked him like a melting popsicle, thorough and messy, coating him completely in her saliva to make him slick.

He was huge. Much larger than Syris. Much larger than any man or beastman she had seen. The only person she had seen come close to his size is Altair, and even then, Kael was still noticeably bigger.

Ren definitely would not be able to put all of him in her mouth. She would need to unhinge her jaw like a python to manage that timber.

But she had to try.

She opened her mouth as wide as she could and descended.

She took the head in, her lips stretching tight. Then an inch more. Then another.

She hit her limit quickly, but Kael wasn’t done.

He reached down, his large hand cupping the back of her head. He didn’t force her, but he guided her, his hips snapping forward in a slow, deliberate thrust.

"Ghhck!"

Ren gagged slightly as he pushed past her comfort zone, hitting the back of her throat.

He held her there for a second, filling her completely, edging her throat and cutting off her air supply just enough to make her lightheaded.

Then he pulled back slowly, only to thrust forward again.

It was a rhythm of domination. He was ravaging her mouth, reclaiming his territory.

Ren’s eyes watered, tears leaking from the corners, but she didn’t pull away. She hummed against his cock, the vibration driving him crazy. Every time he hit the back of her throat, a jolt of pleasure shot straight to her wet, throbbing cunt.

Ren looked up through her wet lashes.

Kael’s head was tilted forward now. His golden eyes were hazy with lust and were focused on her, watching her face stretch around him. His lips were parted, releasing breathless moans that were getting louder.

"Ren..." he groaned, his voice ragged. "So good."

She held his gaze as she bobbed her head up and down, matching his thrusts. It was difficult to go fast without accidentally nipping Kael with her teeth; he was way too big for her mouth, but she used her hands to stroke the length she couldn’t swallow, creating a seamless sensation.

Ren heard when Syris moved behind her.

’He’s leaving,’ she thought through the haze of lust.

She focused back on Kael, sucking harder.

Suddenly, a shadow fell over her.

Ren gasped, her mouth popping off Kael’s cock with a wet pop. She looked back over her shoulder.

Syris kneeled behind her raised butt.

"Syris?" Ren asked breathlessly, her heart hammering against her ribs. "What... what are you doing?"

Kael didn’t let her get distracted. He reached out, his large hand cupping the back of her head again.

"It feels good," Kael murmured, his voice thick. "Don’t stop."

He gently guided her back to his throbbing cock.

Ren’s heart was hammering in her chest, though she went back to sucking Kael’s cock, her mouth eagerly accepting him again.

Behind her, she felt cool hands grip her thighs.

Syris spread her legs wide.

Ren closed her eyes, sucking Kael harder as she braced herself for penetration from behind.