My Lust System: I Inherited The Sin Of Lust And His Three Wives-Chapter 40: Forceful Ruby [+18]

Clutching his aching chest, Damian stood between his furious wives, shielding Hazel with his body. It was clear Ruby would have attacked her already if he had not stepped in.

When he inquired about the reason for the fight and explained the situation, Damian was not sure how to feel. On one hand, he felt flattered that his wives all wanted a piece of him, but on the other, he found the entire situation strangely amusing.

It took a great deal of effort to keep a straight face.

"I asked her for it. I was in desperate need of it. Do you expect her to disobey me?" Damian defended Hazel without a second thought.

"Exactly!" she chorused from behind him, only to receive a threatening glare from Ruby that made her lower her head and hide behind his back.

"If... if that’s the case..."

Racheal had already lost the will to fight, though her eyes still carried a trace of disappointment. Ruby, on the other hand, gritted her teeth, her fists clenched tight. She might not have had a counter to his reasoning, but that did not stop her from feeling wronged.

Damian knew he could not leave things as they were, so he decided to try and make amends.

"How about I make it up to you two by having sex with you individually? We could use that as our private bonding session and get to know each other better," he proposed.

The two of them looked stunned for a moment, clearly shocked by the suggestion. Their anger slowly faded as they fell into deep thought. After exchanging glances, they nodded.

"Alright. We accept." She said to Damian before shifting her gaze to Hazel, who was still hiding behind him.

Her eyes turned cold and hostile again as she spoke.

"I’ll moan so loud you’ll wish it was you!" Ruby threatened, and Hazel’s face darkened.

She stopped looking remorseful and immediately turned hostile.

"You wouldn’t dare," Hazel hissed.

Ruby responded by grabbing Damian by the shirt and pulling him into her embrace, then firmly grabbing his left ass cheek.

"Leave us. I want to have my husband all to myself now!" she snorted disdainfully.

Bitch!

Hazel lunged forward but comically stumbled into Racheal’s shoulder and was dragged away from the room. When they reached the door, she paused, shot Damian a shy look, blushed, and then left, locking the door behind her.

Only then did Damian let out a sigh and pry Ruby’s grip off his butt. He stepped back to create enough space to see her face properly. His eyes widened in shock when he saw them welling up with tears. The betrayal she felt was impossible to miss.

Pa!

Damian’s face snapped to the side, a red palm print blooming across his cheek. However, Ruby immediately grabbed his face and pulled him into a kiss, pressing her full lips against his while wrapping her hand around his neck.

Ruby was an aggressive kisser, the kind who claimed every inch of your mouth in a savage onslaught no one could match. Damian could only stand there until she was done, their lips coated in thick layers of saliva.

Bam!

She shoved him onto the bed, causing Damian to clutch his chest and groan in pain.

"Do you know how badly I’m hurting right now? You deserve to hurt a little for the way I feel!" she said in a shaky voice.

Damian was taken aback. He had not thought such a small matter meant so much to her.

"I’m sorry," he said, attempting to get to his feet, but she shoved him back down again.

"Shut up and just sit!" she yelled, causing Damian to shudder.

He leaned back against the headboard of the bed, his heart pounding as Ruby knelt between his spread legs. Without a word, she reached for his pants, yanking them down along with his boxers in one swift motion. His cock sprang free, already hard and throbbing from a mixture of fear and anticipation.

Ruby wrapped her fingers around the base of his shaft, her grip firm. She squeezed tighter than he expected, her nails digging slightly into his skin, sending a sharp jolt of pain up his length. Damian hissed through his teeth, his hips twitching involuntarily.

’Ruby,’ he started, but she silenced him with a glare, her other hand pushing against his thigh to hold him in place.

She leaned forward, her lips parting as she took the head of his cock into her mouth. Her tongue flicked against the sensitive underside, but there was no gentleness here. She sucked hard, her cheeks hollowing out as she pulled him deeper. The suction was intense, almost too much, bordering on painful as it stretched the skin taut.

Damian’s hands fisted the sheets, his breath coming in ragged gasps. The pleasure built quickly, a warm rush spreading from his groin, but it was laced with that edge of discomfort from her unrelenting hold.

Tears began to well in Ruby’s eyes as she pushed herself further. She bobbed her head aggressively, taking more of him into her mouth with each downward thrust. Her lips stretched wide around his girth, saliva dripping down her chin as she worked him.

The tears spilled over, tracing wet paths down her cheeks, but she didn’t stop. If anything, it fueled her, her grip tightening even more on his cock, twisting slightly as she sucked. Damian felt the pressure building, a mix of ecstasy and ache that made his vision blur.

"Fuck, Ruby, that’s... intense," he groaned, his voice strained.

She hummed around him in response, the vibration sending shivers through his body. But her aggression didn’t let up. She pulled back only to slam forward again, her throat constricting around the tip as she gagged slightly.

The sound was wet and raw, her tears flowing freely now, mixing with the saliva that coated his shaft. Her hand pumped what she couldn’t fit, squeezing rhythmically, each twist pulling a whimper from him.

The pain sharpened when she grazed her teeth along the length, not biting but scraping just enough to sting. Damian’s body arched, caught between wanting to pull away and thrusting deeper into the heat of her mouth. Pleasure coiled tight in his belly, but the tight clutch of her fingers made his balls ache, the sensation teetering on overwhelming. He watched her, mesmerized by the tears streaming down her face, her eyes red-rimmed yet locked on his, challenging him to endure.

Ruby increased her pace, her head moving faster, sucking with a ferocity that left him gasping. Her free hand dug into his thigh, nails leaving crescent marks on his skin. She swallowed around him, her throat muscles working to take him deeper, and the tears kept coming, her mascara smearing in black streaks.

Damian’s cock pulsed in her mouth, the blend of her tight grip and hard suction driving him mad. It hurt the way she wrenched at the base, the scrape of teeth but the pleasure was undeniable, waves of it crashing over the pain like a storm.

He reached down, threading his fingers through her hair, not to guide but to hold on.

"Ruby... please stop,"he begged, his voice breaking.

Ruby refused, her aggression peaking as she hollowed her cheeks again, sucking so hard it felt like she might draw the cum right out of him. Her tears dripped onto his thighs, warm and slick, adding to the sensory overload. The pain in his shaft from her vise-like hold mingled with the throbbing heat building toward release.

Damian’s hips bucked despite her restraining hand, his body chasing the edge. She met each movement with her own, forcing him deeper until her nose brushed his pubic bone.

Gagging sounds filled the room, her body heaving, but she powered through, tears pouring as she clutched him tighter. The unique torment, pain from the pressure, pleasure from the wet heat and suction, pushed him closer. His muscles tensed, breaths short and sharp.

Finally, the dam broke. Damian cried out, his cock jerking in her mouth as he came. Thick ropes of cum shot down her throat, and she swallowed greedily, her grip unyielding even as he spasmed. The aftershocks brought fresh stings of pain mixed with lingering bliss, his body shuddering under her.

Ruby pulled back slowly, licking her lips, tears still glistening on her cheeks. She released his cock with a final squeeze, watching him pant and recover.