My Yandere Wives are Transcendents-Chapter 345: You’re getting too cosy with him

"Arlyne~" Eli's voice, dripping with desire, sent a shiver of anticipation down Arlyne's spine, her lower lip quivering in excitement.

Eli's intense ruby-red eyes locked onto Arlyne's sky-blue gaze, the similarity to those of his wife only serving to heighten his desire..... Her big pulsating body ignited a primal urge within him, fueling his longing for her.

As Eli leaned in, Arlyne's mind raced with a flurry of questions and uncertainties, 'W-What does he want? Is he going to kiss me? Should I let him? But are we moving too fast? Wait!! Are we even dating in the first place?...' The whirlwind of thoughts threatened to overwhelm her, but before she could process them fully, Eli's actions diverted her attention.

With determination in his eyes, Eli turned towards Arlyne's neck, aiming to sink his fake fangs into her flesh. However,

'Crack, Crack'

The sound of cracking filled the air as his fake fangs met her sturdy skin... Cracks appeared around it.

Undeterred, Eli pushed forward with determination, his pupils glowing brightly as he forcefully plunged his fake fangs into her neck.

"~AAHH~~"

Arlyne moaned as she felt his sturdy teeth sink into her flesh, her mind reeling with the realization that Eli might not be entirely human.

'SNIFFFFFF!'

With a sharp inhale, Eli drank in her intoxicating scent, his control slipping as he gave in to his primal instincts....

'Thud'

Pushing Arlyne down with a firm hand, Eli continued to drink her blood greedily, his focus unwavering as he channelled his arts. Amidst the intoxicating rush of sensation, a thought flickered in Eli's mind, 'It was the same blood...' he mused, observing that Arlyne's blood retained its consistency even after she released her seal.

And to be truthful, he didn't need to suck her blood. He was just trying to set the fire before it became a volcano...

Anyhow,

"E~LI~Slo~~W!!" Arlyne's plea was accompanied by uncontrollable moans, her legs wrapping tightly around Eli's hips as pleasure consumed her.

Eli wasn't staying still... his hands roamed over Arlyne's body with a tender yet possessive touch, exploring every curve and contour as he drank her blood. He caressed her abdomen, feeling the rise and fall of her breath beneath his fingertips. His touch trailed along her hips, tracing the outline of her feminine form with a reverent reverence.

Moving lower, he brushed his fingers over her thighs, eliciting soft gasps of pleasure from Arlyne's lips. His hands continued their exploration, skimming over her arms with gentle strokes.

However, even in the midst of his fervour, Eli remained vigilant.... He could sense a lurking danger behind him, a killing intent that sent a shiver down his spine. With keen intuition, he refrained from venturing too close to those intimate areas, instinctively avoiding the source of the impending threat.

Pearl's gaze was really dangerous!!

However,

"!!!!"

Arlyne's senses were suddenly jolted by a scorching sensation against her crotch, prompting her to flinch in surprise. Glancing down, her eyes widened in shock as she realized Eli was rubbing his crotch area against hers, his actions conveying an intense desire for something she couldn't fully comprehend.

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Her face flushed a deep shade of crimson, embarrassment flooding her features as conflicting emotions swirled within her. Part of her yearned to push him away, to put an end to this intimate exchange that threatened to unravel her composure.

Yet, another part of her, fueled by a primal instinct she couldn't deny, found herself drawn to him, her legs instinctively pulling him closer as if eager to engage in these forbidden feelings.

'AAAAHHH!! What am I doing!! Stop it Eli~!!' Arlyne's screams echoed.... through her mind, a desperate plea to regain control over her tumultuous emotions.

Yet, despite her inner turmoil, her body betrayed her resolve, responding eagerly to Eli's proximity. Her hips instinctively pressed against his, seeking a connection that ignited a fiery passion within her.

As conflicting desires warred within her, Arlyne found herself torn between the urge to push Eli away and the overwhelming pull drawing her closer to him.

Her hands, tightly entwined in his hair, seemed to convey a silent plea for him not to retreat... her little sister drenching in nectar.

Panting heavily, her gaze flickered to Eli, who remained consumed by his task of drinking her blood. His greediness only fueled her frustration, intensifying the internal struggle raging within her.

In a moment of unconscious surrender, her hands began to move of their own accord. Slowly, they trailed down his chest, tracing the contours of his stomach before.... hesitantly venturing towards the bulging arousal...

'!!!'

As her hands made contact with the hardness, Arlyne couldn't help but flinch at the sensation.

'This hardness...' Her thoughts raced as she felt the iron-like firmness beneath her fingertips. The sheer solidity of it sent a shiver down her spine, leaving her throat dry with apprehension.

Continuing to explore the hardness, Arlyne's lower lip quivered with hunger, her mind consumed by a mixture of fascination and trepidation...

'Are they really capable of taking this?' She couldn't help but wonder about Eli's wives, pondering the limits of their endurance.

Her fingers trailed along the hardness, tracing the faint bumps that resembled veins beneath his pants.

'What in the world!!' Arlyne exclaimed inwardly as she encountered the unexpected texture. 'Is that really big..?' Her thoughts raced with uncertainty, her expression reflecting a mixture of fear and curiosity.

Most of all.. she could even feel a coolness emanating from the hardness.... 'Cool?' she thought, a sensation that puzzled her deeply.

With hazy eyes, Arlyne glanced down, only to be met with the sight of two void eyes staring back at her with a chilling intensity.

"You really like to touch...huh?" The uncanny, emotionless voice of Pearl cut through the air, sending a chill down Arlyne's spine

Arlyne snapped out of her pleasure-induced haze, her eyes widening in shock as she glanced down at her hand.... only to find it gripping a blue-coloured spear tip with intricately detailed designs.

"!!!!" A surge of anger flooded Arlyne's features as she realized the truth of the situation. Her gaze shot up, locking onto Pearl with a fierce intensity.

"YOU BITCH....."

While Eli's group having an internal struggle, Inside another cave.

"~Hmm~"

Lia moaned softly as John thrust into her from behind, his hands gripping her plump buttocks firmly.

"You're getting too cosy with him!!" John's voice was laced with irritation as he delivered a sharp slap to Lia's rear, intensifying the rhythm of his movements.

"~aahhhh~ Yes~aaahh~ so what?" Lia responded breathlessly, her voice tinged with defiance as she felt the relentless pounding of John's punny dick.

"'What?' Ah, it seems we need to teach this slut a lesson!!" John declared, casting a meaningful glance at David, who was indulging himself by suckling on Lia's breasts with fervent enthusiasm.

David nodded in agreement, slipping his pants and showing his proud punny dick before thrusting it forcefully into Lia's mouth.

Feeling both of her openings filled, Lia couldn't help but moan in pleasure, despite the frustration bubbling within her.

After an intense session of pounding, John and David released their pent-up frustration, collapsing onto the ground beside Lia, leaving her.... once again feeling unsatisfied and frustrated.

Glaring at her two companions, Lia snorted in annoyance, "And here I thought you guys would get jealous and ravage me like mindless beasts... 'snort'." She muttered bitterly as she cleaned herself up, her frustration palpable.

Both John and David wore expressions of shame and embarrassment. It wasn't that they didn't want to continue; their punny dicks were already sore and spent from the exertion and their hips already gave out!!

"Look at that boy, he not only fucked those two bitches all night but also walked energetically!!" Lia's voice dripped with frustration and anger as she pointed out their shortcomings, "Are you even calling yourselves men?!"

Her words struck a nerve, igniting a spark of fury within both John and David. Anger flashed in their eyes as they retorted indignantly.

"If you were even 10% as beautiful as those two women, I would have given you every drop of my blood," David spat out furiously, his tone filled with resentment.

"Yes and it's your fault for not enticing us, Bitch!! With your loosened pussy how could one--"

"BOOOM!!"

"ARRHHH!!"

Before John could finish his sentence, a deafening explosion rang out, cutting him off mid-sentence.

"It seems I have to teach who is the Master here!!" Lia's deadly voice echoed through the cave as she pressed her slender foot against John's neck, exerting her dominance over him.

John's face paled with fear, his breath catching in his throat as he struggled beneath Lia's firm grip. Meanwhile, David snapped out of his daze, immediately dropping to his knees and begging for forgiveness.

"I-I am sorry, My Beautiful Master!!" David pleaded desperately, his voice trembling with fear and remorse.

"BOOM!!"

"AARRHH!!"

The resounding explosion reverberated through the cave.... a stark reminder of Lia's power and authority.

"You have some nerve to call those two bitches more beautiful than me," Lia's voice dripped with menace as she addressed David, her eyes flashing with anger and indignation.

Hearing Lia's menacing words, David cowered in fear, realizing the gravity of his mistake.