Chapter 192: Two seductive sister

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Chapter 192: Two seductive sister "Perhaps, dear sister," Lyralei purred, her voice low and sensuous, "we should take this one at a time." Sylvara, with a mischievous glint in her eyes, gracefully conceded. She shifted, leaning back slightly, allowing Lyralei to take her place. Lyralei moved forward, her silver hair spilling over Eren’s thigh as she knelt between his legs. Her violet eyes, deep and knowing, met his for a brief moment before lowering to his pulsing, fully engorged dick. With exquisite slowness, Lyralei’s lips parted. She took the head of his dick into her mouth, a soft, warm embrace that sent immediate shivers through him. She didn’t rush. Her tongue flicked out, tracing the swollen rim, tasting him, before drawing him deeper with a gentle, insistent suction. She moved with maddening deliberation, her cheeks hollowing as she pulled him further into her warmth. "Mmm... ohh... yes," Eren groaned, a deep, guttural sound that vibrated from his chest. His fingers instinctively tangled in her soft, shimmering hair, holding her head gently. Lyralei continued her slow, seductive dance. Her mouth was a perfect rhythm, a series of long, drawn-out pulls that seemed to stretch time itself. She’d draw him in almost completely, his balls brushing her chin, then slowly release, just enough for his head to emerge, glistening with her saliva. Her tongue swirled around his shaft, licking, teasing, making every inch of him slick and incredibly sensitive. He could feel the soft pressure of her lips, the delicate movements of her tongue, driving him wild with anticipation. Each time she drew him deep, a low hum of pleasure vibrated through him, echoing in his chest. She savored every moment, her eyes occasionally flicking up to meet his, a silent question in their depths: Are you enjoying this, Veilwalker? He could only nod, lost for words in the face of such skilled devotion. Meanwhile, Sylvara leaned over him from the other side, her body pressing close. Her lips found his, initiating a deep, passionate kiss. Her tongue explored his mouth, tasting him, absorbing his essence, while her hands moved over his chest, tracing the hard lines of his muscles, then sliding down to his stomach. Her touch was light, teasing, circling his nipples, making them harden beneath her fingertips. She kissed him fiercely, her moans muffled against his mouth, a soft, breathy sound that thrilled him. She moved lower, her fingers dancing lightly over his lower belly, drawing lazy circles that built a simmering heat just below his navel, a tantalizing promise of what was yet to come. Her breath, warm and sweet, mingled with his own, pulling him deeper into the intoxicating moment. Eren was caught between two worlds of exquisite sensation. Lyralei’s mouth worked him relentlessly, slowly drawing him closer to the brink, while Sylvara’s kisses and touches built a different kind of heat, a burning desire that coursed through his veins. He closed his eyes, his head falling back against the silken pillows, lost in the overwhelming pleasure. He could feel the subtle movements of Sylvara’s hips against his side, a soft, rhythmic grind that added to the overall symphony of sensations. Lyralei varied her technique, sometimes a deep, pulling suck that made his vision blur, sometimes a light, feather-like tease that drove him mad with wanting more. He felt her breath hot against his skin, the soft sounds of her mouth on him filling his ears. He gripped her hair, his body arching slightly, silently urging her on. He felt the blood rushing through him, pooling in his dick, making it throb with a powerful, urgent rhythm. "Ahhh... don’t stop... so good," he gasped, his voice ragged with pleasure. She continued, taking her time, making him wait, pushing him closer and closer to an unbearable edge. He felt his dick swell even larger, throbbing under her expert ministrations. The gentle pressure on his balls from Sylvara’s other hand only amplified the sensation, drawing out his pleasure, prolonging the delicious torment. After what felt like an eternity, but was likely only minutes, Lyralei slowly pulled her mouth away, his dick emerging wet and glistening, fully engorged. She looked up at him, her eyes dark with triumph, a faint smear of his come on her lips. "Your turn, sister," she murmured to Sylvara, her voice a soft, knowing purr. Sylvara’s eyes widened with a renewed eagerness. She shifted positions, taking Lyralei’s place between Eren’s legs. Her hands immediately went to his dick, cupping his balls, then stroking his shaft with a firm, confident grip. She leaned in, her lips parting, and took him fully into her mouth in one swift, aggressive motion. "OH! AHHH!" Eren roared, a sharp, surprised gasp as she swallowed him whole, taking him deeper than Lyralei had dared. His balls brushed against her chin, and he felt the profound warmth, the tight embrace of her mouth, completely surrounding him. Sylvara began to suck, fiercely and without hesitation. Her technique was different from Lyralei’s – more aggressive, more demanding. She pulled on him with powerful suction, her cheeks hollowing dramatically, drawing deep, throaty moans from him. Her tongue coiled around his shaft, expertly massaging him, making him throb with intense pleasure. She didn’t release him fully, instead keeping him deep inside, only moving her head back and forth, grinding her teeth gently against his shaft, adding another layer of exquisite torment. She was relentless, her focus absolute, her every movement designed to push him to the brink. Meanwhile, Lyralei leaned over him, her lips finding his mouth for another deep, passionate kiss. Her tongue plunged into his, mimicking the aggressive rhythm of Sylvara below. Her hands moved to his chest, then down to his stomach, rubbing his body, her fingers dancing over his nipples, twisting them gently, making them ache with pleasure. She pressed her full breasts against his chest, their softness a delicious counterpoint to the hard pressure of Sylvara’s mouth. Her other hand moved lower, slipping beneath his back, her fingers tracing the curve of his spine, a light, teasing touch that sent shivers of delight through him. She whispered soft, encouraging words against his lips, urging him to lose himself in the moment. Eren was a prisoner of sensation. Sylvara’s powerful sucking seemed to pull his very soul from him, while Lyralei’s intense kisses and touches sent waves of heat through his body. He gripped Lyralei’s hair with one hand, Sylvara’s hair with the other, his body arching, every muscle taut, riding the waves of pleasure. "God... Sylvara... yes! Ohh... Lyralei... don’t stop... please..." he pleaded, his voice hoarse, barely recognizable. Sylvara continued her relentless assault. She pulled on him, then released slightly, her tongue flicking, then pulled him in again, each time deeper, more powerfully. He could hear the wet, sucking sounds, feel the intense pressure building in his groin. He felt his dick swelling, throbbing, pushing against the limits of her mouth. He could feel the tension tightening in his balls, the desperate need for release building rapidly. Lyralei deepened her kiss, her moans mixing with his, her body pressing closer. Her hands moved lower, tracing the lines of his hips, then sliding to his inner thighs, brushing dangerously close to his sensitive parts, a teasing prelude to what was to come. Sylvara seemed to sense his nearing climax. She increased her speed and suction, pulling on him with a furious, rhythmic intensity. Her head moved faster, her throat working tirelessly, taking him deeper, faster, harder than ever before. He felt his body clench, already anticipating the explosive release. He roared, his climax hitting him with sudden, brutal force. He emptied himself deep inside Sylvara’s mouth, shaking with the raw power of his release. He heard her soft gasp as she swallowed him whole, taking every last drop. He lay there for a long moment, panting, spent. His body trembled with the aftershocks of pleasure. Sylvara slowly pulled her mouth away, his dick, now soft and wet, lying gently against her lips. She looked up at him, her eyes bright, a faint smear of his come on her chin. Lyralei leaned back, her own breathing heavy, a satisfied smile on her face. Eren slowly sat up, pulling his dick free. He looked at both women, their bodies glistening with sweat, their eyes full of a profound satisfaction. "You were... magnificent," he managed, his voice still hoarse. Lyralei and Sylvara simply smiled, radiating a quiet triumph. They had delivered on their promise of exceptional pleasure. After a few moments of shared silence, allowing their bodies to recover, Lyralei shifted. She rolled onto her side, facing him, then gracefully pushed herself up to kneel on the bed. Her body was still beautiful, her breasts full and round, her nipples already perking up again. She looked at him, her gaze dropping meaningfully to his still-soft dick. Then, with a slow, deliberate movement, she turned, presenting her beautiful, curved ass to him, her back arching slightly. "Your turn now, Veilwalker," she whispered, her voice a low, seductive invitation. She reached back, taking his hand, and gently guided his dick towards her wet, waiting entrance.

Chapter 192: Two seductive sister

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