I Own A Brothel In Another World (Ch. 1-196)

Chapter 119 - The More, the Merrier ❤❤❤

I stare at the figure of the petite Queen above me, impaled on my still lively cock. That's a detail I, fortunately, don't have to worry about too much. At this point, I'm confident in keeping at it for more than a day or two straight. I think.

But, met with Lianne's proud, hungry, and almost crazy expression, I start having doubts about that. It would be a lie if I said that I haven't partaken in intense activities with girls who love it rough, yet she gives me the feeling that I might have not yet slept with a truly insatiable woman.

Seemingly guessing my thoughts through my wry smile, Lianne's adorable grin wavers a little, replaced by a shadow of worry. She slides her small hand over my chest while glancing at me from above.

"Am I going too far, perhaps?"

I quickly sit up and bring us into a lotus position, with our faces right in front of each other. Sensing my intentions, Lianne leans forward and we enter a tender kiss, exchanging lively and passionate pecks. Her fingers race over my chest as she enjoys the brief show of affection.

Breaking it up first, I gaze into her deep blue eyes. "Don't worry about me. I can take a beating, and I assure you I'm almost fully certain you would reduce yourself to a trembling mess before tiring me out even a bit."

She shows a beautiful smile. "You are not acting brave and just saying that, are you? Because it's been so long since I had such a wonderful cock I might be unable to hold back after I let go. You fill me so well that even staying like this feels amazing."

Cornelia's face shows up next to mine as she hugs me from the back, pressing her soft breasts into my skin.

"I can guarantee everything he says is true and only true. Don't forget how many women live in the mansion. He's not having orgies twenty-four-on-seven only because they all respect his time and him as a person, which doesn't mean he couldn't hold them at any moment and for days. You won't find another person so fitting your condition in this world, Lianne."

The Queen hugs my lovely magician through me, effectively squishing me between their pleasant breasts from both front and back as they share a moment. I wait a few seconds, grazing Lianne's gorgeous back.

"Well, he certainly is something if he was able to get rid of your terrible shyness and stubbornness. At least partially," Lianne comments with a wide smile after they part.

"Oh, shut it," Cornelia quips back.

Even without seeing her face, I can tell it's currently covered by a radiant blush. Lianne isn't wrong. The old Cornelia wouldn't even be able to talk about a situation such as this one. She has changed so much since the first time we got together. As much as to bring me to her best friend to bang her with both of them present.

I lean to the back a bit and turn my face to where my precious wife is. Our eyes meet and Cornelia lets me join our lips together. I try my best to convey my feelings for her and she most likely gets it through our bond as her hands cup my cheek and our exchange switches to a more dear moment.

A groan escapes my throat and interrupts our sweet kissing session. We both turn to look at Lianne, who bites on her lower lip while moving her hips up and down on my member.

Catching our gazes, she giggles softly. "Sorry. I couldn't help myself."

Cornelia chuckles too and shakes her head. "You complete slut..."

"Hey! That's no way of speaking to a queen!" Lianne pouts at her.

"A queen? Yeah, you are one. A Queen of Sluts."

"Yeah? Then I appoint you as my Court Slut. You seem to know a lot about true sluttiness."

"Uhhhh..." I stare between the two with raised brows.