Harem Legion: Queens of the Apocalypse-Chapter 146 They Stripped, Climbed In, Took Him

Chapter 146: Chapter 146 They Stripped, Climbed In, Took Him

"Chloe!" Sophia suddenly snapped, eyes sharp. "Take a few with you, escort Magnus back to the RV. Keep an eye on him. The rest of us won’t be going back - don’t let him step off that vehicle."

"You want me to watch the Captain?" Chloe sounded hesitant.

"Yes. You watch him close. Without my word, he doesn’t leave the RV. If he does - I’ll hold you responsible!" Sophia shot a glare at Magnus like he was some shameless thug, making him chuckle bitterly inside.

What the hell did I do? Am I that out of line? Molly and Lucy practically threw themselves at me, and I still held back. Like I’m dying to check you all out? If I wanted to, I’ve got ways.

After dinner, it was around 9 p.m. when Liana finally told Magnus he could go take a bath. He wasn’t too thrilled, but he went. A wooden tub bath wasn’t something he’d turn down.

Leaning back with eyes closed, warm water easing his tense limbs, Magnus let himself relax. He couldn’t remember the last time he soaked like this - it felt damn good. Should’ve brought Sarah in with him, he thought, regretting it a little.

Suddenly, he heard footsteps thudding up from below the bus. He turned his head quickly and - there they were. Molly and Lucy, rushing up... already undressed.

"Molly! Lucy! Get out, now! This isn’t funny!" Magnus’s face turned beet red, voice snapping with anger. He quickly covered himself with both hands.

"Captain, don’t take it the wrong way. We just came to help you scrub your back..." Lucy said, a bit awkward, her big eyes flicking over him before hurrying closer, stealing more glances into the tub.

"Yeah, it’s just back scrubbing, don’t overthink." Molly’s lips curled into a teasing smile as she joined Lucy beside the tub, completely bare, leaving Magnus seeing stars.

"Get out. Now!" Magnus’s voice hardened. "Enough messing around - I’m serious. This ends now!" He turned his head away, flushed and frustrated.

But Molly wasn’t backing off. She gave Lucy a look, and both of them smiled quietly. They dipped their white towels into the water, soaked them, then Molly draped hers right over Magnus’s face.

"There. You don’t see, no problem, right Captain?"

With a towel thrown over his face, Magnus froze for a second. Just as he was about to speak, the surface of the wooden bath sloshed - someone had stepped in. Then came a second splash - another person. One on each side.

"You two get out. Now. Or I’m calling for someone!" Magnus growled, nerves tightening in his chest. He was already on the edge.

"Go ahead, call. Even if you yell your throat out, no one’s going to answer," Molly chuckled. Lucy giggled beside her, "Yeah, and the girls on guard outside? All ours. Not a word will leave their mouths. Don’t worry."

His head was getting hot. Magnus braced one hand on the side of the tub and yanked the towel off with the other. He stood up, water dripping down his bare frame.

"Cut this out. You’re crossing a line. It’s not good for you. Not for me either. Got it?"

Saying he wasn’t struggling inside would be a damn lie. Most guys? They’d have folded long ago. Holding out like this - most men couldn’t have pulled it off.

Grinding his teeth, he lifted his leg to step out - but then a small hand clamped onto his ankle. Molly. And just as he lost balance, Lucy gave his other knee a sharp kick with her foot.

With a loud splash, Magnus stumbled backward into the tub again. Water sloshed everywhere.

He was pissed now. "Enough! Keep this up and I’ll actually punish you both!"

"Do it, then. We’re not running."

"That’s right, Magnus. Any way you punish us - we’ll take it. No complaints... heehee."

Water runs down Magnus’s chest as he sits up, eyes locked on the two naked girls in front of him. Molly’s hair sticks to her damp skin, her breasts rising and falling with each breath. She straddles his lap without hesitation, her thighs spreading around him.

"You look like you’re about to lose control," she whispers, lips brushing his ear.

Lucy slides in behind him, her wet body pressing against his back. Her hands roam his chest, nails dragging lightly down his torso.

"You said you’d punish us," she murmurs. "So do it. We’re not going anywhere."

Magnus grabs Molly’s hips and pulls her down hard onto his lap. His cock slides between her slick folds, not entering - yet - but enough to draw a gasp from her lips.

"You planned this," he growls. "You knew what you were doing."

Molly smirks, grinding her soaked pussy against him. "Maybe. Maybe we just knew what you needed."

With one sharp thrust, he pushes inside her. Molly cries out, her head snapping back as he fills her in one brutal stroke.

"Fuck - yes!" she moans, wrapping her arms around his shoulders.

He sets a punishing rhythm, water sloshing violently around them. Every thrust sends shockwaves through Molly’s body as she rocks with him, her eyes rolling back.

Lucy leans around, watching them, one hand sliding between Molly’s legs to rub her clit.

"Look at her," she breathes. "Stuffed full of your cock and still begging for more."

Molly’s voice is broken, panting, whimpering. "I-I can’t... it’s too much - "

"You’ll take it," Magnus growls. "You begged for this."

His hand wraps around her throat, not tight, but enough to make her shudder. She clenches around him, body twitching.

"Come on my cock," he commands. "Now."

Molly screams as she comes, her pussy tightening violently around him, legs trembling as she collapses against his chest.

Magnus doesn’t stop.

He pulls out of her and grabs Lucy by the waist, flipping her into position. She gasps as he bends her over the edge of the tub, ass lifted high, legs spread.

"Your turn," he says, voice low and thick with lust.

"Fuck me," she whispers. "I want it rough."

He doesn’t wait. He thrusts into her in one deep, merciless stroke, forcing a cry from her lips.

"God - Magnus!" she yells, nails clawing at the rim of the barrel.

He grips her hips tight, thrusting hard and fast, the sound of skin on skin echoing in the steamy room. Her body jerks with every impact, water splashing over the edge.

"You like being used, don’t you?" he snarls. "Bent over. Fucked like a toy."

"Yes!" she sobs. "Use me - don’t stop - please!"

Molly, still flushed and breathless, watches with glazed eyes, her hand between her legs as she touches herself to the sound of Lucy’s moans.

Magnus slams into Lucy again and again, his rhythm brutal, unforgiving. He reaches around, fingers circling her clit until she’s gasping, choking on her moans.

She comes hard, screaming his name, body shaking violently under him.

With one final thrust, Magnus groans, burying himself deep as he spills inside her.

They collapse together into the hot water, tangled limbs, steam swirling around them.Magnus leans his head back, chest heaving, droplets sliding down the sharp lines of his jaw. Molly rests against his left side, lips parted, her fingers still lazily trailing over his abs. Lucy remains draped over his lap, her cheek pressed to his chest, legs still trembling as aftershocks ripple through her.

"Next time you break into my bath," he mutters, voice low and hoarse, "you’d better come prepared to beg."

Molly chuckles softly, nuzzling into his neck. "We did beg. You just weren’t listening at first."

Lucy lifts her head, a slow, wicked smile on her lips. "And we’re still not done."

Magnus opens one eye, glancing between them.

Both girls are flushed, breathless, their bare bodies glistening in the water. Molly’s hand dips lower beneath the surface, fingertips brushing against his thigh - then higher. Lucy shifts slightly, her ass pressing back against his lap, teasing him with soft, slick friction.

His cock twitches again, still half-hard, still hungry.

He growls under his breath. "You two are insatiable."

Molly kisses his jaw. "And you love it."

Lucy leans up, lips brushing his ear. "So... which one of us are you going to take first this time?"

The water ripples as hands begin to move again - slow, teasing, deliberate.

Steam curls higher into the air, swallowing the room in heat and breath and skin. The sound of low laughter, wet kisses, and the soft slap of water echoes once more. What began as punishment is starting to spiral into something else entirely.

And Magnus?

He stops resisting.

This time... he lets them have him.

*****

Four hours later, his legs were jelly and his mind was foggy. Magnus staggered back to his RV, hands trembling as he climbed inside. The moment he stepped in, he spotted Sarah curled up lazily on the white couch, stretching out and rubbing her sleepy eyes.

"Magnus... you were in there so long. I ended up falling asleep waiting..."

Seeing Sarah made his face twitch. He cleared his throat. "I, uh... fell asleep in the tub. You... why are you in here?"

"I..." Sarah hesitated. Her cheeks flushed pink, and she ducked her head, voice barely audible. "I... made sure I’m all clean today..."

Guilt tightened in his gut. But alongside it came the creeping dread - he really couldn’t take any more.

*****

Next morning, Emily and a few others came over for breakfast at Magnus’s place. It was a routine thing - eating and chatting about team matters.

But today, Magnus looked like hell. Eyes unfocused, dark circles under both. They had to call his name a few times before he’d answer, and even then his eyelids barely stayed open. He kept eating like he hadn’t had food in days.

Liana glanced at Sarah. She was wearing a white floral nightgown and didn’t look any different, which was odd. Wasn’t it just her who went in last night? Even when the Doyle sisters went in together, Magnus hadn’t acted like that.

Charlotte thought of the same thing, but her mind went further. After taking a sip of porridge, she turned to Sophia. "Sophia, who was on watch when Magnus was bathing last night?"

"Magnus taking a bath?" Sophia, a bit careless, continued stirring her porridge. Before she could answer, Molly, who was eating at the booze cabinet, perked up and shouted, "It was us! Lucy and I were on watch. Magnus was super well-behaved, seriously. No other female team members went in, and no one peeked either."

She wasn’t lying - there were no other women.

The morning passed peacefully. Some trained, some bartered for food, others took their turns to bathe or worked on modifying vehicles. Everyone stayed busy.

Around 4 in the afternoon, Isabel got into the vehicle and reported to Magnus, saying someone wanted to meet with him - claimed he had intel that could make the Ice Regiment prosperous, in exchange for food.

She asked the guy what kind of intel, but he wouldn’t say. He insisted on speaking to Magnus alone.

Magnus said to bring him in, and soon Isabel came back with a man in his forties. He was filthy, dressed in tattered gray clothes, hair like a bird’s nest.

Isabel pulled a chair for him in the RV’s front lounge. Two female members stood guard on either side, fingers on their guns’ safety triggers in case he tried something.

"Y-You’re the commander?" the man asked, smacking his dry lips and eyeing the women cautiously. "I - I need to speak with you alone." 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

"No need for that," Magnus said, rubbing his eyes. "Just say it. No strangers here."

The man darted his eyes around again. "A-Alright... But you’ve gotta promise me food, water... and a whole box of instant noodles! Promise that, or I’m taking it to the grave!"

"Not so fast!" Sophia snapped, glaring at him. "Depends on what you’re offering. If it’s some nonsense about Joe, Tom, or some guy’s childhood nickname, you think we’ll just hand over our food? Dream on!"

"No, no, not that! Of course not..." Alex waved his hands frantically, panicked. "What I got - what I got is a real secret, a big one! It’ll make your whole team rise to the top! If I’m lying, you can kill me right here. I, Alex Bishop, won’t even cry foul!"