Her breathy, muffled praise vibrated right against his most sensitive nerves. The deep hum made the buried length of his manhood twitch and swell further inside Gia’s gut.

A heavy tan cheek slammed Nara’s nose again.

Nara merely hummed louder, her nostrils flaring to breathe in the musky, overpowering scent of his groin mixed with the raw, earthy smell of Gia’s punished rear.

Celia dug her nails into the sand.

Jealousy scorched her chest like venom. They were consuming him, monopolizing his heat, his friction, his body. There was no space left for her to serve.

An aching burn shoved her forward.

She dragged her bare knees over the abrasive beach, slipping past the shadow of Gia’s bouncing figure until she loomed over Raven.

He had lowered himself to his knees.

Leaning backward, he let his spine hit the sand, dragging Gia’s impaled form down with him so she rode him upright like a cowgirl.

Celia straddled his ribs.

Her knees shook as her pale thighs bracketed his torso. She stared down into his cold, dark eyes—the eyes of a man who owned every drop of blood in her body.

"Please, Master," she whimpered.

Like a stray dog begging for scraps, she hovered over his face. Salty teardrops slipped from her jaw, splashing right onto his slightly parted, wet lips.

She shimmied higher up his abs.

Arching her spine, she aligned the heavy, pale mounds of her cleavage directly over his nose, lowering her soft, jiggling flesh to his waiting jaw.

He opened his mouth to an impossible width.

His lips locked around the inner curves of both breasts at once. He pulled the soft meat in, inhaling with such vacuum-like force that his cheeks caved into sharp, hollow shadows.

"Kyaah~!! Master—!!"

Celia shrieked. Her spine bowed backward, vertebrae popping like a drawn bowstring pushed past its limit.

His blunt teeth caught the stiff, aching peaks of her areolas.

He clamped down. The tender pale skin dimpled inward under the punishing pressure, sending lightning straight to her groin.

"AAANGHH~~!!"

Her tear ducts flooded. Her jaw hung slack, allowing a long, thick strand of drool to fall from her lips and splatter against his forehead in a messy display of pure heat.

His massive hands reached up, fingers splaying across her shoulder blades. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

He pulled her arched torso downward, trapping her against his chest and squashing her pale globes flat against his hungry face.

She wept into his dark hair.

Her thighs trembled against his sides, submitting entirely while his teeth and tongue ravaged her sensitive chest flesh.

Below them, Gia kept riding the thick pole.

Her over-stretched ring slurped and gripped his veins. The continuous friction milked her front, sending fresh, hot streams of female arousal trailing down to puddle inside his deep navel.

Nara remained caged between his thick thighs.

Her lips nursed the heavy sac with rhythmic, popping sounds. With every downward slam of Gia’s hips, Nara’s pale forehead bumped against the sweaty, dimpled brown cheeks of Gia’s ass.

Three broken minds, one single purpose.

He lay on the beach, his eyelids heavy, entirely submerged in a writhing, sweaty fortress of yielding, female flesh that lived only to drain him.

’Tomorrow will be the last day,’ he thought.

The realization echoed dimly behind his closed eyes. ’I need to explain many things to my bitches before the end.’

Celia gasped as a sharp sting radiated from her chest.

His incisors ground against the sensitive nub. The bite drew a raw, agonizing scream from her vocal cords, causing her lower stomach to cramp and her dripping slit to spasm.

"HIEE~!! MASTER~!!"

Her untouched folds buckled. A sudden, pressurized arc of hot, clear nectar sprayed from her swollen clit, splashing across his taut ribs in a messy, sudden fountain.

The slave crest on her chest ignited into a blinding crimson.

The magic twisted deeper into her dermal layers, burning like a permanent brand, pulsing a toxic, molten loyalty straight into her bloodstream.

Gia’s collarbone flared next.

The neon glow traced downward, mapping the veins from her chest straight to her twitching crotch, locking her internal spasms into perfect rhythm with the thick invader buried inside her.

Both of Nara’s brands erupted in tandem.

Her jaw locked in a silent climax around his swollen testicles. Her neglected, dripping core gave way, squirting helpless jets of fluid into the grains of sand beneath her knees.

Not a single finger had grazed their sensitive pearls.

Yet all three of their bodies convulsed, their biology hijacked as they gushed hot, sticky arcs of nectar into the cool sea breeze.

Three faces broke into identical, mindless ahegao masks.

Pink tongues lolled sideways past bruised, swollen lips. Ropes of viscous saliva fell across their own heaving cleavage. Their eyes rolled so far back only the bloodshot whites remained.

"Heeheet... keeheet..." Nara giggled.

Her mind was shattered glass, her chin slick with the musky sweat of his sac. Beside her, Gia’s broken, hiccuping moans bled into sobs, her tan body vibrating through endless, agonizing aftershocks.

Celia’s jaw hung open.

A bridge of drool connected her lower lip to her flushed chest. "More... deeper... break me... for Master...♡"

The magical brands hummed in perfect, glowing synchronization.

The dark spell had melted their individual nervous systems, rewiring the women into a single, shared circuit built solely for his use.

He shoved Celia’s soft chest away from his nose.

His lungs filled with the salty air. He needed their tight holes again. The clock was ticking, and two grueling hours of ownership still remained.

Raven stood up from the beach.

His slick, dark shaft popped loose from Gia’s ruined, over-stretched back door with a loud, vulgar squelch that carried far over the crashing tide.

He fisted the damp roots of Celia’s pale hair.

A sharp tug dragged her stumbling to her feet, before his arm wrapped around her waist, hoisting her up into the empty air.

His thick forearms hooked beneath the crooks of her knees.

He pried her open, locking her in a mid-air split. Her pale, shivering thighs dangled wide, exposing the glistening, weeping mess of her lower half to the moonlight.

The flared, bruised head of his cock brushed against her tight, brown star.

He let go. Gravity took her, and her body fell straight onto the rigid, waiting pillar of flesh.

PAH!

"AAANGHH~~!!" Celia’s shriek tore through the silence of the beach.

Her massive breasts jiggled wildly, the soft under-curves slapping against the thick muscles of his forearms as he resumed the relentless, slamming momentum.

Nara didn’t need an order.

Crawling over the disturbed sand, she positioned herself at his left hip. Her mouth opened, capturing his left testicle and nursing the heavy, seed-filled sac with loud, rhythmic slurps.

Gia scrambled up onto a smooth, wave-washed rock to his right.

Thrusting her chest out, she offered him her tan, bruised breast, the dark areola pulsing and aching for a fresh bite.

He leaned over and bit down.

His teeth sank into Gia’s swollen nub, sucking the soft fat of her breast while his hips continued to use Celia’s back passage like a hot, clenching rubber sleeve.

Celia’s unused slit wept endlessly.

The slippery juice flooded backward, running through the cleft of her ass to lather his plunging shaft in a thick, bubbly coat of her own arousal.

The pace quickened.

He bounced her faster. Droplets of her tears flew sideways into the dark. The strained blue veins in her neck threatened to pop under the translucent, pale skin of her throat.

PAH! PAH! PAAAH!

"OUNGH~!! HIEKK~!! M-MASTER~!!"