Chapter 2096 - App 50

"While I was out, what, Julie?" I pressed, my voice dropping to a dark, teasing growl. "Fucking Haruna in her room like a pair of horny teenagers?" I leaned in closer, my lips brushing the shell of her ear as I whispered, "Or is it that you're mad I didn't invite you?"

She let out a frustrated sound, half-growl, half-moan, and I felt the way her body trembled against mine. "You bastard, " she breathed, but her hands were already sliding up my chest, her nails digging in through the fabric of my shirt.

"You know exactly what you do to me. You know I can't—" She cut herself off with a sharp inhale as my hand slid lower, my thumb brushing against the heat between her thighs. "You know I can't think when you're around."

"Then stop thinking, " I growled, my grip on her tightening as I backed her against the wall, my body pinning hers. "If your asshole is itching, Julie, then let me scratch it. " My lips crashed onto hers before she could respond, my kiss hungry, demanding, like I was trying to fucking consume her.

She kissed me back just as hard, her teeth nipping at my lower lip, her hands tangling in my hair like she was trying to pull me closer and push me away at the same time. "You infuriating man," she gasped between kisses, her voice rough with need. "I should make you pay for it."

I smirked. "And now you're going to make me pay for it?"

Her lips parted, her gaze dropping to my mouth. "Oh, you're going to pay," she breathed. "But not the way you think."

I didn't give her a chance to say more.

I crashed my mouth onto hers, swallowing her gasp as I backed her against the door with a force that made the wood rattle. My hands slid down to grip her hips, my fingers digging into the soft flesh hard enough to leave marks.

Julie didn't resist—she melted, her body arching into mine like she'd been starving for this. Her fingers tangled in my hair, yanking just enough to sting as she kissed me back—hard, desperate—like she'd been waiting for this moment since the second I walked out the door.

When she finally pulled back, her lips were swollen, her breath coming in ragged gasps. Her eyes burned into mine, dark and hungry, as she panted, "Today…" Her voice was rough, commanding. "I'm in charge."

Before I could react, her hands were on my shirt, tearing at the fabric like it offended her. Buttons popped, scattering across the floor as she stripped me with an urgency that sent a jolt straight to my cock.

My shirt hit the ground, followed by my belt, the metallic clink of the buckle echoing in the charged silence. Then my pants were gone, and I was naked in front of her, my cock already throbbing, aching, standing thick and heavy between us.

The second Julie's knees hit the floor, I knew I was fucked—not just in the way my cock was already throbbing, but in the way she was going to ruin me.

Her hands slid up my thighs, her nails digging in just enough to sting, her dark eyes locked onto mine with a look that said You're mine now. The air between us was thick with the scent of her—sweet, musky, hungry—and the way her tongue darted out to wet her lips made my cock jerk like it was begging for her mouth.

"Mmm, look at you," she purred, her voice dripping with dark satisfaction as she wrapped her fingers around the base of my cock.

"So hard for me already. Did Haruna's tight little virgin cunt not do the job?" Her thumb swiped over the precome glistening at the tip, spreading it in slow, deliberate circles. "Or did you just save the best for me?"

I groaned, my hips twitching forward, but she tightened her grip, her nails pressing into the sensitive skin just below the head. "Uh-uh," she chided, her voice a low, velvety growl.

"I'm in charge today, remember?" Her free hand cupped my balls, rolling them gently in her palm before giving them a firm, possessive squeeze. "And right now, I'm the only one who gets to decide when you come."

Fuck. The way she said it—like she owned me—made my cock pulse in her grip.

Julie smirked, her fingers trailing lower, her nails scraping lightly over my sac. "Did she even know what to do with this?" she murmured, her breath hot against my skin as she leaned in. "Did she know how to lick you here?" Her tongue flicked out, dragging over the sensitive skin of my balls, slow and wet, before she took one into her mouth, sucking gently.

"Fuck—" The word tore from my throat, my fingers tangling in her hair, my body tensing with the need to fuck her mouth.

But Julie pulled back with a wet pop, her lips glistening. "No, no, no," she tsked, her hand still wrapped around my cock, her thumb pressing against the underside of the head.

"You don't get to fuck my mouth. Not yet." Her tongue swiped over the tip, collecting the precome before she pulled away, her eyes gleaming with dark triumph. "You had your fun with her. Now it's my turn."

Her words were laced with jealousy, sharp and biting, but her touch was pure, filthy worship. She took my other ball into her mouth, her tongue rolling over the sensitive flesh as her hand stroked me in slow, torturous pulls. "Mmm, I bet she didn't even touch you here," she murmured around my skin, her voice vibrating against me. "Didn't know how to suck you like this, did she?"

I groaned, my hips jerking forward again, but she pressed a hand against my stomach, holding me still. "Pathetic," she teased, her breath hot against my cock as she pulled back, her lips swollen from sucking me. "You're already dripping for me. Did she even make you feel this good?"

She didn't wait for an answer.

Her tongue dragged up the length of my cock, slow and wet, before she took the head into her mouth, her lips sealing around me. Her hand cupped my balls again, her fingers rolling them, squeezing just enough to make my breath hitch.

"Or did you just use her tight little cunt to get off, huh?" she murmured, pulling back to lick the underside of my cock. "Did you fuck her raw and then come running to me because you knew she couldn't satisfy you?"

"Julie—" My voice was rough, my fingers tightening in her hair, my body coiled with the need to fucking bury myself in her throat.

I let out a rough, dark laugh, my fingers tangling in her hair, yanking just enough to make her gasp. "You think I fucked her half-assed?" I growled, my voice dripping with challenge.

"Baby, I stretched that tight little pussy so wide she was sobbing by the end. But you're right—she didn't know how to suck a cock like you do." My thumb brushed over her bottom lip, pushing it down slightly. "So why don't you show me how it's really done?"

Julie's eyes flashed, her grip on my cock tightening like she was fighting the urge to break me. "Oh, I'll show you, alright," she spat, her voice a low, venomous purr.

My gaze locked onto Julie, and the air between us crackled with unspoken fury. Her jaw was set, her eyes burning with something raw—something dangerous. I didn't need to guess what was going through her mind; I reached for it.

[This keeps happening... First my daughter... then Haruna... Both of them gave him their virginity—those tight, untouched bodies... I bet he loved it. I bet he moaned for them, buried himself deep inside them while they gasped and trembled beneath him...]

Her thoughts twisted, a storm of envy and self-doubt.

[And what am I? Just an old lady now. Used up. Past my prime. Why would he even want me when he's had them—young, fresh, perfect? What if I'm not enough anymore? What if he looks at me and only sees... leftovers?]

Julie's gaze snapped to mine—sharp, hungry, challenging. Her eyes burned with a mix of fury and desire, her lips curling into something predatory. "I'll suck you so fucking good," she growled, her voice dripping with promise, "you won't even remember her name."

Before I could react, her tongue flicked out, hot and wet, dragging up the length of my cock in a slow, deliberate stroke. The sensation sent a jolt through me, my breath hitching as she reached the tip.

Then—pop—her lips sealed around the head, her mouth enveloping me with a filthy, obscene sound. The wet heat of her tongue swirled, teasing, claiming, as if she were already proving her point.

Her eyes never left mine. This was a challenge. This was a war. And she intended to win.

"Fuck—" The word tore from my throat as her mouth slid down, her tongue swirling over the underside, her hand still gripping the base like she owned it.

She pulled back with a wet sound, her lips glistening, her eyes locked onto mine. "Did she even touch your balls, Jack?" she taunted, her free hand cupping them, her fingers rolling them with just the right amount of pressure.

"Did she know how to lick them like this?" Her tongue dragged over the sensitive skin, slow and deliberate, before she took one into her mouth, sucking hard enough to make my knees fucking buckle.

"No," I groaned, my fingers tightening in her hair, my hips jerking forward. "She didn't—fuck, Julie—"

"That's what I thought," Julie murmured around my skin, her voice vibrating against my balls. She pulled back with a filthy pop, her lips swollen, her eyes gleaming with dark triumph.

"She didn't know how to worship you like I do." Her tongue swiped up the length of my cock again, her lips following, her mouth hot and wet and fucking perfect.

I growled, my grip on her hair tightening, my cock throbbing against her tongue. "You're a fucking menace, Julie."

She smirked, pulling back just enough to speak, her breath hot against my skin. "And you love it." Her hand slid between my legs, her fingers pressing against my taint, her nails scraping lightly over the sensitive skin. "You love that I can make you beg like a fucking whore."

"I don't beg for anyone," I snarled, my voice rough, my body coiled tight with need.

"We'll see about that," she purred, her mouth sealing around the head of my cock again, her tongue swirling, her lips tight. Her hand cupped my balls, her fingers rolling them, squeezing them just enough to make my breath stutter.

But she pulled away again, her lips curling into a dark, triumphant smile. "No," she said, her hand still stroking me, her thumb pressing against the slit.

"You don't get to fuck my mouth," she purred, her voice a low, dangerous hum as she swiped her tongue over the head again, savoring the bead of precome.

"Not until I say so." She pulled back just enough to let the cool air tease my wet skin, her lips glistening, her gaze locked onto mine—daring me to argue. "And right now?" A slow, wicked smirk curled her lips. "I'm enjoying this way too much to let you take control."

I could feel it—the desperation beneath her dominance, the way her thoughts had betrayed her earlier. Will he not want me anymore? The insecurity lingered, raw and vulnerable, even as she tried to mask it with command.

So I let her have this. Let her own it. Let her take what she needed—control, validation, the intoxicating rush of power—because right now, she needed to prove it to herself more than I needed to prove anything to her.

And fuck, if she didn't look stunning doing it.

Then her mouth was on me again, her lips sealing around the head as her tongue swirled, her hand stroking the base in slow, deliberate pulls. Her other hand cupped my balls, her fingers rolling them, squeezing them just enough to make my breath stutter.

"Fuck, Julie—" My hips twitched forward, but she pressed her hand against my stomach again, holding me still.

"Not yet," she murmured around my cock, her voice muffled but the words clear. "You cum when I say you can."

Her tongue dragged up the length of my cock again, her lips following, her mouth hot and wet and fucking perfect. She took me deep, her throat opening to take the head, her hand still working my balls, her fingers pressing against the sensitive skin behind them.

"You're mine," she growled again, pulling back to lick the underside of my cock. "And I'm going to make sure you never forget it."

Her mouth sealed around me again, her tongue working, her lips tight, her hand stroking, her fingers rolling my balls. The sounds she made—wet, obscene—filled the room, mixing with my ragged breaths, my groans, the slap of skin against skin.

"Julie, I'm—fuck, I'm close—"

She pulled back with a wet pop, her lips glistening, her eyes dark and triumphant. "Not yet," she said, her hand still wrapped around my cock, her thumb pressing against the slit.

Her tongue swiped over the head again, collecting the precum before she pulled back, her gaze locked onto mine. "What... can't hold back anymore?"

Then Julie's tongue dragged over my balls, slow and wet like she was savoring me. I knew I was fucked—not just in the way my cock was already throbbing, but in the way she was about to destroy me.

She lapped at them like a starving bitch, her moans vibrating against my skin, her fingers digging into my thighs hard enough to leave marks. The sounds she made—sloppy, obscene—sent a jolt straight to my balls, and I couldn't stop the rough groan that tore from my throat.

"Mmm, you taste so good," she purred, her voice muffled against my skin, her tongue swirling over the sensitive flesh before she pulled back with a filthy pop. Her eyes locked onto mine, dark and feral, as she stood up in one fluid motion. "Looks like you can't wait to be inside me, can you?"

Then—fuck—her dress hit the floor. No warning. No teasing. Just gone, leaving her completely bare—no bra, no panties, just her, flushed and glistening, her fingers already circling her clit with slow, deliberate strokes. Her other hand cupped her tit, her nails digging into the soft flesh as she pinched her nipple, her breath coming in sharp, needy gasps.

"Today," she breathed, her voice thick with venom and need, "I'm gonna show you what a real pussy feels like." Her free hand wrapped around my cock, her grip punishing as she yanked me toward the bed. "Not like those tight little virgins you've been playing with. I'll make you forget their names by the time I'm done with you."

She shoved me onto the mattress, her strength surprising as she climbed on top of me, her thighs straddling my hips. She didn't waste time—her fingers guided the head of my cock to her entrance, rubbing it against her clit with a slow, teasing grind.

"Aaah..." The sound tore from her throat, her hips rolling in tiny, desperate circles, her wetness coating the head of my cock. "Feel that, Jack?" she panted, her voice rough. "That's how wet I get for you. Not like them."

Then—fuck—she slammed herself down onto me, her pussy clenching so tight around my cock it felt like she was ripping me apart. "AAAah— FUCK—!" The words ripped from my throat as her walls strangled me, her inner muscles fluttering around me like she was milking me already.

The moment Julie's pussy clamped down around my cock like a fucking vice, I knew she wasn't just trying to prove a point—she was trying to erase every other woman from my memory. Her walls pulsed around me, so tight and wet it felt like she was milking me already, her moans raw and guttural as she rode me with a desperation that bordered on violence.

"Mmm— fuck yes—does this feel better than Haruna's tight little virgin cunt?" she gasped, her nails raking down my chest, drawing blood as she slammed herself down onto me again.

"Does it feel hotter than Hannah's untouched pussy?" Her hips rolled in a slow, teasing grind, her clit rubbing against the base of my cock, her breath hitching. "Tell me, Jack. Tell me whose pussy feels best around your cock."

"Yours," I growled, my hands gripping her hips hard enough to bruise as I thrust up into her, my cock pounding into her tight, dripping heat. "Fuck, Julie—your pussy's ruining me—"

"Good," she snarled, her voice thick with triumph as she rode me harder, her body slapping against mine with wet, obscene sounds. "Because I'm taking what's mine back." Her fingers dug into my chest, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she ground down onto me, her pussy squeezing me so tight it was almost painful. "You're mine, Jack. Not theirs — mine."

I growled, my hands sliding up to grip her throat, my thumb pressing against her pulse point as I forced her to look at me. "Then prove it," I challenged, my voice rough. "Show me how bad you want it."

Her eyes flashed, and before I could react, she lifted herself off my cock, her pussy glistening with her arousal. She turned around, bending over the bed, her ass on display, her pussy dripping, her fingers already spreading herself open for me. "Fuck me harder," she demanded, her voice a dark, desperate growl. "Fuck me like you own me."

I didn't hesitate.

I slammed into her in one brutal thrust, my cock burying itself to the hilt in her tight, wet heat. "AAAah— FUCK—!" she screamed, her fingers clawing at the sheets as I pounded into her, my hips slapping against her ass with a force that made the bed creak.

"Is this what you wanted?" I growled, my hand cracking across her ass with a sharp smack, the sound echoing through the room. "You wanted me to fuck you like a whore?"

"Yes— yes—harder— fucking harder—!" she sobbed, her pussy clenching around me, her body trembling as I spanked her again, my hand leaving a red mark on her skin. "I need it, Jack. I need you to ruin me—"

I growled, my grip on her hips tightening as I pulled out, my cock glistening with her arousal. "You want to be ruined?" I snarled, my fingers pressing against her tight, puckered hole. "Then you're gonna take it all from me."

She whimpered, her body trembling as I pushed my thumb against her ass, her muscles resisting before giving way. "Mmm— fuck—yes—" she moaned, her voice thick with need. "I want it. I want you to fuck me there—"

I didn't wait.

I spat on my cock, stroking it as I lined it up with her tight, virgin hole. "You're mine, Julie," I growled, my voice dark with promise. "And I'm gonna fuck this ass so hard you'll forget their names forever."

Then I slammed into her.

"AAAAH— FUCK—IT'S TOO— OH GOD—!" she screamed, her fingers clawing at the sheets as her body tried to reject me, her muscles clenching around my cock.

"Take it," I snarled, my hand cracking across her ass again as I pounded into her, my cock stretching her tight hole. "Take all of me, you filthy slut—"

"I—can't aaaaaaah it's too much—!" she sobbed, her body trembling, her ass clenching around me.

"You can and you will," I growled, my grip on her hips tightening as I fucked her harder, my cock burying itself in her ass with every brutal thrust. "Because you're mine, Julie. And I own this tight little ass now."

Her moans turned feral, her body slapping against mine as I pounded into her, her ass clenching around me so tight it was almost painful. "Mmm— fuck—yes— yes—I'm yours— only yours—!" she screamed, her voice breaking as her body finally gave in, her muscles relaxing as she took me deeper.

"That's right," I growled, my hand cracking across her ass again, the sound echoing through the room. "You're mine, Julie. And I'm gonna fuck this ass until you squirt all over my cock."

Her breath hitched, her body trembling as I fucked her harder, my cock pounding into her tight hole. "Mmm— fuck—I'm— I'm gonna—!" she sobbed, her pussy dripping, her arousal coating my balls.

"Do it," I commanded, my voice rough. "Squirt for me, Julie. Show me how bad you need my cock."

And she shattered.

With a scream, her body convulsed, her pussy squirting all over my cock, her ass clenching around me as her orgasm wrecked her. "AAAAH— FUCK—JACK— I'M— YOURS—!"

I didn't stop.

Julie's ass was strangling my cock like a fucking python, her walls clenching so tight I could feel every fucking ridge of her insides. I lifted her off the bed with a rough growl, my hands gripping her thighs so hard my fucking fingerprints were gonna be branded into her skin.

She whimpered, her body trembling like a fucking leaf as I bounced her on my cock, her tits swaying like a pair of ripe fucking fruits, her pussy dripping down my balls like a goddamn waterfall.

"You're fucking mine, Julie," I snarled, my voice so dark and possessive it made her shudder. I started walking with her impaled on my cock, her weight pressing down on me, her nails digging into my shoulders like she was trying to carve her name into my flesh. "And I'm gonna fuck this tight little asshole until you forget every other slut's name but mine."

"Mmm— fuck yes—harder— harder, you bastard—!" she sobbed, her fingers twisting in my hair like she was trying to rip it out. Her ass clenched around me so tight it was painful, her pussy gushing all over my balls, her breath coming in ragged, desperate gasps.

Then I let her fall back—just enough to change my fucking grip. My hands left her thighs and grabbed her tits, squeezing them so hard she screamed, my fingers digging into her flesh like I was trying to own her from the inside out.

I used them to slam her down onto my cock, her back arching like a fucking bow as I pounded into her ass with brutal, relentless thrusts.

"Aaaaaaaaah— FUCK! — DON'T STOP—! " she screamed, her voice breaking as I fucked her like a fucking animal, her tits spilling over my hands, her nipples hard as fucking diamonds.

"You want it like this, you filthy slut?" I growled, my voice rough as fucking sandpaper. "You need my cock this fucking bad?"

"Yes— YES! —I NEED it— NEED YOU INSIDE ME! " she sobbed, her body trembling, her ass clenching around me like she was trying to milk me dry.

And then—fuck—the door burst the fuck open.

Haruna and Hannah stood there, frozen, their eyes wide as fucking saucers as they took in the scene—Julie impaled on my cock, her tits in my hands, her ass clenching around me as I fucked her raw.

Haruna's face went pale, then scarlet, her mouth falling open in shock as she stared at us, her fingers flying to her mouth like she was trying to hold back a scream.

"W-WHAT THE FUCK?! " Haruna stammered, her voice trembling, her eyes locked on the way Julie's body slapped against mine, the way my cock disappeared into her ass with every thrust.

"H-HE'S— FUCKING HER ASSHOLE?! — OH MY FUCKING GOD! " Her face burned crimson, her fingers clutching at her skirt like she was trying to tear it off.

Julie moaned, her body trembling as she looked over her shoulder at them, her lips curling into a filthy, triumphant smirk. "That's right, you little virgin sluts," she panted, her voice dripping with satisfaction. "Watch and learn how a real woman takes a fucking cock like a good little whore."

I growled, my grip on her tits tightening as I slammed her down onto my cock again, my hips thrusting up to meet her with a force that made her scream. "You like that, Julie?" I snarled, my voice rough as fuck. "You want them to see how good you take my fucking cock?"

"YES— YES! —FUCK ME HARDER — LET THEM WATCH! " she sobbed, her ass clenching around me, her pussy dripping down my balls like a fucking faucet.

Julie's ass was devouring my cock like it was starved for it, her walls clenching so tight I could feel every fucking ridge of her insides. Her moans were raw, desperate, her body trembling as I bounced her on my cock, her tits swaying like a pair of ripe, heavy fruits, her pussy dripping down my balls like a fucking monsoon. The room reeked of sex, sweat, and possession—and then the door burst open.

Haruna and Hannah stood there, frozen, their eyes wide as they took in the scene. Haruna's face burned crimson, her fingers flying to her mouth like she was trying to smother a gasp.

"W-WHAT THE FUCK?! — AUNT JULIE?! — HOW CAN YOU—?! " Her voice cracked, her gaze darting between Julie's glistening ass and my cock disappearing inside her. "Y-You're supposed to be— better than this! " Her breath hitched as Julie moaned, her ass clenching around me so tight it made my vision blur.

Julie's lips curled into a smug, victorious smirk, her voice dripping with pride and possession. "Because I CAN," she panted, her hips rolling as she took me deeper, her ass milking my cock.

"And I WILL always TAKE what's MINE — BETTER than either of you EVER could." She rocked her hips, her ass clenching around me as she looked over her shoulder at them, her eyes gleaming with triumph. "Watch and learn how a real woman takes a fucking cock like a good little whore."

Hannah let out a dark, breathy laugh, her fingers already sliding between her thighs, her breath coming faster as she watched us.

"Damn, Mom," she murmured, her voice husky as hell. "You really know how to take a cock like a pro ..." Her gaze shifted to me, her eyes narrowing with a mix of jealousy and desire.

"Jack..." she purred, her voice dripping with accusation. "Didn't you promise to fuck my asshole and let Mom suffer in front of my eyes?" She stepped closer, her fingers still pressing between her thighs, her breath coming faster.

"You're cheating now..." Her voice dropped to a whisper, her eyes burning into mine. "You have already made Haruna yours because of my plans, and now... you're going back on your word?"

I glanced at Hannah, my cock still buried in Julie's ass, her pussy clenching around me like she was trying to milk me dry. "Hannah..." I growled, my voice rough as fuck.

"I'm sorry, baby..." My hips twitched, my cock pulsing inside Julie as I tried to hold back. "But I can't ignore your mom's asshole right now..." I glanced down at Julie, her body trembling, her ass clenching around me. "Look..." I groaned, my hips bucking despite myself. "I can't stop my fucking hips ..."

Haruna let out a shocked exclamation, her eyes widening as she looked between Hannah and me. "W-What...? Hannah?! " Her voice cracked, her face flushing as she stared at Hannah. "Y-You're also his woman?!" Her fingers clenched into fists, her breath coming in short, shocked gasps. "H-How long has this been— going on?! "

Hannah smirked, her fingers still pressing between her thighs, her breath coming faster. "Yeah..." she purred, her voice dripping with jealousy and pride.

"I'm also his woman ..." She stepped even closer, her eyes locked on mine. "He's a scumbag, Haruna..." Her voice dropped to a whisper, her gaze flicking to Julie. "But he's ours ..."

Julie turned her head slightly, her eyes locking onto Haruna with a cold, mocking gaze. "Haruna..." she panted, her voice thick with triumph. "If you don't like this scumbag, you can leave ..." Her ass clenched around my cock as she rocked her hips, her voice dripping with venom.

"Don't worry... I'll take care of your boyfriend so he never misses you ... I promise ..." She laughed, a dark, mocking sound. "After all, I know how to keep him satisfied ... unlike you ..."

Haruna's face twisted in a mix of shock and defiance, her fingers clenching into fists. "A-Aunt Julie..." Her voice trembled, her eyes burning into Julie's.

"I used to look up to you ..." Her breath hitched, her voice cracking. "And you've always taken care of me ..." She swallowed hard, her fingers twisting in her skirt.

"B-But now... you're trying to take my boyfriend away ...?" Her voice rose, her eyes flashing with anger. "N-Never...!" She lifted her chin, her gaze locking onto Julie's.

"If you can give your asshole to him..." Her voice hardened, her fingers clenching into fists. "I can also give it ..." She glared at Julie, her breath coming in short, determined gasps. "Hmph. I won't lose to you..."

Julie laughed, a dark, mocking sound that sent a jolt straight to my balls. "Oh, sweetheart ..." she panted, her voice dripping with triumph.

"You think you can compete with me...?" She rocked her hips again, her ass milking my cock as she took me deeper. "Your virgin asshole won't even compare to mine..." Her voice dropped to a whisper, her eyes burning into Haruna's. "I know how to take his cock like a real woman ... unlike you ..."

Haruna's face burned, her breath coming in short, shocked gasps. "I-I'll show you ..." She glared at Julie, her fingers clenching into fists. "J-Just watch ..." Her gaze shifted to me, her eyes burning with challenge. "J-Jack..." Her voice softened, her fingers clenching into fists. "I won't let her win..."

Julie's smirk turned feral, her ass clenching around my cock as she looked at Haruna. "Oh, sweetheart ..." she panted, her voice dripping with triumph.

"You already have ..." She rocked her hips, her body slapping against mine. "But right now ..." Her voice dropped to a whisper, her eyes burning into Haruna's. "You're nothing compared to me..."

Hannah stepped forward, her fingers still pressing between her thighs, her thighs glistening with her own arousal. Her eyes locked onto Julie with a smirk so sharp it could cut glass. "Oh, Mom ..." she purred, her voice dripping with jealousy and venom.

"You really think you're better than us...?" Her fingers circled her clit, her breath coming faster as she watched Julie's ass swallow my cock. "You forgot ..." Her voice dropped to a whisper, her eyes burning into Julie's.

"I gave him my virgin pussy ..." Her lips curled into a smug smirk. "The one you never got to claim..." Her fingers pressed harder between her thighs, her breath hitching as she watched us. "The one that tightened around his cock so well... you couldn't even compare ..."

Julie's eyes flashed, her ass clenching around my cock as she glared at Hannah. "Oh, really ...?" she panted, her voice dripping with mockery. "Because right now ..." She rocked her hips, her body slapping against mine.

"He's fucking me ... not you ..." Her voice dropped to a whisper, her eyes burning into Hannah's. "And he can't stop ..." She moaned, her ass clenching around my cock. "Because I'm the one he really wants..."

Hannah's face twisted, her fingers pressing harder between her thighs, her breath coming faster. "We'll see about that..." she hissed, her voice dripping with jealousy.

"Because next time ..." Her gaze locked onto mine. "I'm taking him back ..." Her voice dropped to a whisper, her eyes burning into me. "And you'll watch ... just like this ..."

Julie laughed, a dark, mocking sound. "Oh, baby ..." she panted, her voice dripping with triumph. "You can try ..." She rocked her hips again, her ass milking my cock.

"But right now ..." Her voice dropped to a whisper, her eyes burning into Hannah's. "He's mine ..." She moaned, her body trembling as I fucked her harder. "And you both know it..."

Haruna's face burned, her breath coming in short, shocked gasps as she watched us, her fingers twisting in her skirt. "I-I won't lose ..." She glared at Julie, her voice trembling but determined.

"I will show you..." Her gaze shifted to me, her eyes burning with challenge. "J-Jack..." Her voice softened, her fingers clenching into fists. "I won't let her win..." She swallowed hard, her breath coming faster. "I-I'll prove I can take you better than she ever could..."

Julie's lips curled into a smug smirk as she looked at Haruna. "Oh, sweetheart ..." she panted, her voice dripping with triumph. "You can't even handle his cock in your pussy ..." She rocked her hips again, her body slapping against mine.

"H-How do you think you'll take it in your ass ...?" She laughed, a dark, mocking sound. "You'll cry before he even gets halfway in ..."

Haruna's face flushed even redder, her breath coming in short, determined gasps. "I-I won't ..." She glared at Julie, her fingers clenching into fists. "I will take it..." Her gaze shifted to me, her eyes burning with challenge. "And I'll show you I'm better than her..."

I growled, my grip on Julie's tits tightening as I slammed her down onto my cock again, my hips thrusting up to meet her. "That's right," I snarled, my voice dark with possession.

"Her asshole is mine — only mine — and no one else's ..." My gaze flicked to Haruna, my lips curling into a filthy smirk. "But if you really want to try ..." My voice dropped to a whisper, my eyes burning into hers. "I'll break you in ... just like I did her ..."

Julie moaned, her body trembling as I fucked her harder, her ass clenching around my cock. "Mmm— FUCK YES! — I'M YOURS — ONLY YOURS —!"

Haruna's face burned, her breath coming in short, shocked gasps as she watched us, her fingers twisting in her skirt. "I-I won't lose ..." She glared at Julie, her voice trembling but determined.

Julie's smirk turned feral, her ass clenching around my cock as she looked at Haruna. "Oh, sweetheart ..." she panted, her voice dripping with triumph.

"You already lost ..." She rocked her hips again, her body slapping against mine. " Right now ..." Her voice dropped to a whisper, her eyes burning into Haruna's. "You're nothing compared to me..."

And fuck—I knew she was right. Because in that moment, Julie wasn't just mine.

She was everything. And Haruna would never forget it.

Haruna

Haruna let out a tiny, choked sound, her face burning as she watched Julie's pussy squirt all over my balls, her body convulsing around my cock. "I-I DIDN'T— I DIDN'T KNOW—! " she stammered, her voice trembling, her fingers covering her mouth like she was trying to block out the sight.

"You DIDN'T KNOW what?" Julie panted, her voice rough and breathless as she looked over her shoulder at Haruna, her lips curling into a filthy smirk. "That I could TAKE HIS COCK better than you? That I could MAKE HIM MINE in ways you NEVER COULD?"

Haruna's face burned brighter, her breath coming in short, shocked gasps. "N-No— I— haven't seen anyone squirting like that..." she stammered, her voice trembling, her eyes locked on the way Julie's ass clenched around my cock.

Julie's ass clenched around my cock like a fucking python, her body trembling as I slammed into her, my hips thrusting with a force that made her scream.

"Then WATCH and LEARN," she growled, her voice thick with triumph and venom. Her fingers dug into my shoulders, her nails drawing blood as she rocked her hips, her ass milking my cock with every brutal thrust. "See how a real woman takes a fucking cock like a good little slut ..."

I glanced at Haruna, my lips curling into a filthy smirk as I pounded into Julie's ass. "Haruna..." I growled, my voice rough and mocking. "Did you forget about your own squirting last night...?" My hips slammed into Julie, her ass clenching around me as I fucked her harder.

"You were just like Julie ..." My voice dropped to a whisper, my eyes burning into Haruna's. "Pissing all over my cock like a filthy little whore ..." I chuckled, my grip on Julie's tits tightening as I thrust into her.

"You squirting so hard you wetted the floor..." My voice dropped to a whisper, my eyes burning into Haruna's. "You begged for it..." My hips slammed into Julie again, her ass clenching around me. "You screamed my name like you needed it..."

Haruna's face burned crimson, her breath hitching as she remembered—or tried to. "N-No..." she stammered, her voice cracking, her fingers clenching into fists.

"W-When did I— I don't remember— " Her gaze darted between Julie and me, her face flushing deeper. "I-I wouldn't have—"

Julie laughed, a dark, mocking sound that sent a jolt straight to my balls. "Oh, sweetheart ..." she panted, her ass clenching around my cock as she rocked her hips.

"You squirting all over his cock proves you're just as much of a slut as I am..." Her voice dropped to a whisper, her eyes burning into Haruna's. "Only difference is..." She moaned, her body trembling as I fucked her harder.

"I own him..." Her lips curled into a smug smirk. "And you? You're just another hole he's used ..."

Haruna's face twisted in a mix of rage and humiliation, her fingers twisting in her skirt like she was trying to tear the fabric apart. "I-I am not just— another hole ...!" she snapped, her voice trembling but fierce, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps.

"I-I made him feel good ... I made him come harder than you ever could—!" Her eyes flashed with defiance, but there was a flicker of uncertainty—like she was trying to convince herself as much as us.

Julie laughed, a dark, mocking sound that sent a jolt straight to my balls. Her ass clenched around my cock so tight it was painful, her body trembling as she rocked her hips, her pussy dripping down my balls.

"Oh, really ...?" she panted, her voice dripping with sarcasm and triumph. She glanced down at my cock, still buried deep in her ass, throbbing and hard as fucking steel.

"Then why is his cock so fucking hard right now...?" Her eyes flashed as she looked back at Haruna, her lips curling into a smug smirk.

"If you really made him come harder than I ever could..." Her voice dropped to a whisper, her eyes burning into Haruna's. "Then why is he still fucking me like he can't get enough ...?"

Haruna's face burned crimson, her breath hitching as she stared at the way my cock disappeared into Julie's ass. Her fingers clenched into fists, her gaze darting between Julie and me.

"Hmph..." she huffed, her voice cracking as she tried to mask her uncertainty with arrogance. But the flicker of doubt was there—her eyes darting away for just a second before she glared back at Julie.

"T-That's just... because you're using some kind of trick ...!" she snapped, her voice trembling but defiant. "I-I know I made him feel good...!"

Julie's smirk turned feral, her ass clenching around my cock as she rocked her hips, her body slapping against mine. "Oh, sweetheart ..." she panted, her voice dripping with mockery.

"The only trick here is your delusion ..." She moaned, her body trembling as I fucked her harder. "Because right now ..." Her lips curled into a smug smirk. "He's fucking me like I'm the only one who matters ..." Her gaze flicked to Haruna, her eyes gleaming with triumph. "And you? You're just a memory ..."

Haruna's face twisted, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps. "I-I am not ...!" she snapped, her voice trembling but fierce. "I will show you—!"

Julie's eyes flashed, her ass clenching around my cock so tight it made me groan. "Oh, really ...?" she panted, her voice dripping with mockery.

"Then do it ..." Her voice dropped to a whisper, her eyes burning into Haruna's. "But right now ..." She rocked her hips, her body slapping against mine. "He's mine ..." Her lips curled into a smug smirk. "And you both know it..."

I growled, my grip on Julie's tits tightening as I slammed her down onto my cock again, my hips thrusting up to meet her. "That's right," I snarled, my voice dark with possession. "Her asshole is mine — only mine — and no one else's ..."

Julie's body trembled, her nails raking down my back as she screamed, her orgasm wrecking her. "AAAAH— FUCK! — YES! — FILL ME! — BREED ME! " Her ass milked my cock for every last drop, her pussy dripping, her breath coming in ragged gasps.

Haruna let out a tiny, choked sound, her face burning as she watched Julie come apart on my cock, her body trembling, her pussy squirting all over my balls.

Hannah, though, just smirked, her fingers still pressing between her thighs. "Fuck," she breathed, her voice thick with arousal. "I WANT IN on this next time."

Julie laughed, her voice rough and breathless as she collapsed against me, her ass still clenching around my cock. "Oh, baby," she panted, her lips brushing against my ear. "You WISH you could take it like I CAN."

And fuck if that wasn't the truth. Because in that moment, I knew—Julie wasn't just mine.

She was everything.

And as I slammed her down onto my cock one last time, my cock pulsing deep inside her ass, filling her with my cum, I knew—no one else would ever have what was left of me.

"There," I growled, my voice rough as fuck. "Now you REMEMBER who OWNS you, Julie.

And fuck if she didn't. Because in that moment, she knew—she was mine. Completely. Irrevocably. Mine. And no virgin would ever compare.

"Do it," I commanded, my voice rough. "Cum for me, Julie. Show me how bad you need my cock."

And she exploded.

With a scream, her body convulsed, her ass clenching around my cock as her orgasm wrecked her. "AAAAH— FUCK—JACK— I'M— YOURS—!"

I growled, my grip on her tightening as I fucked her harder, my cock pounding into her ass with a force that made her scream. "That's right," I snarled, my voice dark with possession.

"You're mine, Julie." My voice was a dark, possessive growl as I gripped her hips, my cock buried deep in her ass, stretching her open with every brutal thrust. The wet, obscene sounds of flesh slapping against flesh filled the air, mixing with her breathless moans. "And I'm gonna fill this tight little ass with my cum until you remember that."

"Mmm—fuck—yes—yes—fill me—fill me up—!" Julie sobbed, her ass clenching around me, her body trembling as I fucked her harder, deeper, my balls slapping against her with every punishing thrust. The way her walls squeezed me, the way her breath hitched—fuck, she was made for this. Made for me.

And then I lost it.

With a guttural groan, I came hard, my cock pulsing deep inside her ass as I pumped her full of my cum. But I wasn't done. Not even close.

Haruna's voice cut through the haze of pleasure, sharp and disbelieving.

"Wait a fucking second." Her eyes narrowed, her gaze flicking between Julie's flushed, trembling body and my cock—still glistening with arousal and cum.

"Why the hell does this look so fucking familiar?" She stepped closer, her expression twisting into something between shock and disgust as she took in the details—the way Julie's thighs were spread, the faint trail of pubic hair just starting to grow back after a fresh shave, the way my cock twitched, still half-hard and glistening.

Then it hit her.

Her face went pale, her mouth dropping open as she whirled on Hannah, who was leaning against the wall with a smirk, watching the whole scene unfold. "Hannah..." Haruna's voice was a mix of horror and fury. "Don't you dare tell me the porn I watched on your phone—the one I thought was some random fucking video—was actually you filming Jack fucking your mother in the car !"

Hannah didn't even flinch. She just crossed her arms, her smirk turning downright wicked. "Oh, it was. Live, too." She let out a low, mocking laugh.

"Mom's been desperate for Jack's cock all the time. She keeps seducing him every chance she gets—bending over in front of him, 'accidentally' letting him see her tits, even rubbing herself while she's on the phone with him." She leaned in, her voice dropping to a venomous whisper.

"And that day in the car? She begged him for it. Spread her legs right there in the car, told him she'd do anything if he'd just fuck her like she deserved. And guess what?" Her grin was pure malice. "He did ."

Haruna's face twisted in disgust, her voice rising to a shrill scream. "You're fucking kidding me! That was real ?! That wasn't some random porn—it was your mom getting railed by Jack while I was watching ?! Oh my fucking god—!" She gagged, her hand flying to her mouth like she was about to be sick.

Hannah just laughed, her eyes gleaming with sick amusement. "Nope. That was all real. Every single whimper, every scream. She even told him to make sure he came inside her—said she wanted his babies ."

Haruna looked like she was going to pass out. "I hate you all!" she shrieked, her face burning with humiliation. "I hate this! I can't unsee that! I watched Aunt Julie get fucked like a slut and I didn't even know !"

I didn't give a fuck about their drama.

With a rough grip, I pulled out of Julie's ass, my cock still throbbing, glistening with her arousal and my cum. Before she could even catch her breath, I flipped her onto her back, her legs spreading instinctively for me.

"I'm taking what's mine," I growled, my voice dark with promise as I lined myself up with her dripping pussy. "And I'm gonna breed this tight little cunt until you remember who owns you."

Then I slammed into her.

"AAAAH—FUCK—YES—!" Julie screamed, her pussy clenching around me like a vice, her nails raking down my back as I pounded into her. Every thrust was deep, possessive, my cock burying itself to the hilt as I claimed her over and over.

"You're mine, Julie," I snarled, my voice rough with dominance. "And I'm gonna fill this womb with my cum until there's nothing left for anyone else."

Her eyes flared, her body convulsing as another orgasm wrecked her. "AAAAH—FUCK—YES—YES—BREED ME—FILL ME UP—!" she screamed, her pussy milking me, her legs locking around my waist like she never wanted me to leave.

The second Julie's limp body hit the bed, her pussy still dripping with my cum, Hannah didn't waste a fucking second. Her panties hit the floor with a wet sound, her fingers already circling her clit as she sauntered toward me, her tits bouncing with every step. "Now..." she purred, her voice thick with need, her breath coming in hot, ragged gasps.

"It's my turn, Jack..." Her fingers trailed down her stomach, dipping between her thighs before she pressed them against her soaked pussy.

"Mmm— fuck, I need you so bad..." Her other hand grabbed my cock, stroking it with a firm grip, her thumb swiping over the precome beading at the tip. "I want this big cock inside me now ..."

Haruna gasped from the side, her face flushing a deep crimson as she watched Hannah drop her panties, her fingers twisting in her skirt. "H-Hannah?!" she stammered, her voice trembling, her eyes wide as she stared at the way Hannah's fingers teased her clit.

"Y-You can't just— nngh! " Her breath hitched as Hannah moaned, her fingers working her pussy faster, her hips rolling in slow, teasing circles.

"Oh, but I can," Hannah purred, her voice dripping with lust as she stepped closer, her free hand gripping my cock tighter. "And I will ..." She licked her lips, her gaze flicking to Haruna, her eyes gleaming with challenge.

"Unless you help me, Haruna..." Her voice dropped to a whisper, her breath hot against my ear as she pressed her body against mine.

"Because if you don't ..." Her fingers tightened around my cock, her thumb swirling over the head. "He'll forget all about us... and only remember her ..."

Haruna's face paled, her breath coming in short, panicked gasps. "N-No..." she whispered, her fingers clenching into fists. "I-I won't let that happen ..." Her gaze shifted to me, her eyes burning with determination as she stepped forward, her fingers trailing down her body, sliding under her skirt.

"I-I will help..." Her voice trembled, but her eyes flashed with resolve as she knelt behind Hannah, her hands sliding up Hannah's thighs. "J-Jack..." she whispered, her breath hot and shaky, her tongue darting out to wet her lips.

Hannah moaned, her body arching against me as Haruna's fingers traced the curve of her ass. "Mmm— good girl ..." she panted, her voice thick with arousal, her hips rolling against my cock. "Now show him what he's missing ..." Her breath hitched as Haruna leaned in, her tongue darting out to lick a slow, wet trail up Hannah's ass.

"A-Ah!" Hannah gasped, her body jerking as Haruna's tongue pressed against her asshole, her fingers digging into my shoulders. "F-Fuck, Haruna...! Nngh! " Her voice broke into a moan as Haruna's tongue swirled around her tight hole, her breath coming in ragged gasps. "Y-You little slut ... Mmm— fuck, that's good ...!"

Haruna moaned in response, her tongue pushing inside Hannah's ass, her fingers sliding forward to cup my balls, rolling them with a gentle but possessive touch.

"J-Jack..." she whispered, her voice breathy and teasing, her tongue fucking Hannah's asshole as she looked up at me. "D-Do you like this...?" Her fingers squeezed my balls, her touch sending a jolt straight to my cock.

"D-Do you like watching us please you...?" Her tongue swirled inside Hannah, her moans vibrating against Hannah's skin, mixing with Hannah's desperate cries.

"F-Fuck— yes! " I growled, my grip on Hannah's throat tightening as Haruna's tongue fucked her ass, her fingers milking my balls. "Y-You little teases ..." My hips twitched, my cock pulsing inside Hannah as Haruna's tongue pressed deeper, her moans getting louder, filthier. "Mmm— fuck, that's so hot ..."

Hannah screamed, her body arching against me, her pussy clenching around my cock as Haruna's tongue fucked her ass. "AAAAH— FUCK! — HARUNA! — DON'T STOP! " Her fingers dug into my shoulders, her breath coming in ragged, desperate gasps.

"Mmm— yes! — just like that! " Her hips rolled, her pussy milking my cock as Haruna's tongue swirled inside her. "F-Fuck, I love your tongue ... Nngh! — I'm gonna come so hard ...!"

Haruna giggled, her tongue pushing deeper, her fingers tightening around my balls. "Mmm— good ..." she moaned, her voice muffled against Hannah's ass.

"B-Because I want you to come for us, Jack..." Her free hand slid up to grip my cock, stroking me in time with Hannah's bouncing on my cock.

"I want you to fill Hannah so full she can't walk ..." Her tongue flicked inside Hannah's ass, her moans getting louder, sluttier. "A-Ah!— yes! — just like that! "

I groaned, my cock throbbing as Haruna's moans and licks pushed me closer to the edge. "Fuck— both of you..." I growled, my voice rough and raw, my hips slamming into Hannah as I fucked her harder. "You're such filthy sluts ..." My gaze flicked between them, my lips curling into a smirk. "Now make me come harder ..."

Hannah whimpered, her body trembling as Haruna's tongue fucked her ass, her pussy clenching around my cock. "Mmm— Jack! — I'm so close! " Her breath came in ragged gasps, her nails digging into my skin. "P-Please... fuck me harder! — I need it! "

Haruna moaned, her tongue pushing deeper into Hannah's ass, her fingers rolling my balls. "Y-Yes..." she panted, her voice breathy and desperate. "C-Come for us, Jack..." Her free hand slid up to pinch Hannah's nipple, her tongue swirling inside her. "W-We want your cum ... all of it ..."

I growled, my grip on Hannah's throat tightening as I slammed her down onto my cock, my hips thrusting up to meet her. "Fuck— take it! " I snarled, my voice dark with possession. "B-Both of you sluts ... milk my cock dry! "

Hannah's body convulsed around my cock, her pussy clenching so tight it felt like she was trying to milk my soul out through my dick. "AAAAH— FUCK! — JACK! — HARUNA! — I'M COMING—!" Her nails dug into my shoulders, her back arching as her orgasm wrecked her, her walls pulsing around me like a fucking vice. But then—fuck—something else happened.

A hot, sudden gush of fluid sprayed out of her, soaking Haruna's face, her tits, her everything. "NNGHHH— FUCK! — I'M PISSING—! — SQUIRTING—! — ALL OVER YOU, HARUNA!"

Haruna screamed, her eyes flying open in shock as Hannah's torrent of fluids drenched her. "W-WHAT?! — AH! — IT'S SO HOT!— — IT'S ALL OVER ME—!" She tried to pull back, but Hannah's fingers tangled in her hair, holding her in place as her pussy kept gushing, soaking Haruna's face, her clothes, her everything.

"N-No—! STOP—! — IT'S TOO MUCH—!" Haruna whimpered, but her voice was drowned out by the obscene sounds of Hannah's squirting, the wet slaps of fluid hitting her skin.

"Mmm— YES! — TAKE IT, HARUNA!" Hannah moaned, her voice thick with filthy pleasure, her hips bucking as she pissed and squirting all over Haruna's shocked face.

"Y-You wanted to prove you're better than me...?" Her voice dropped to a whisper, her eyes burning into Haruna's. "W-Well, here's your proof ..." Her pussy clenched again, another gush of fluid spraying out, drenching Haruna's gasping mouth. "A-Ah!— FUCK! — DRINK IT! — SWALLOW IT ALL!"

Haruna gagged, her face covered in Hannah's piss and squirt, her breath coming in ragged gasps. "I-I can't—! — IT'S TOO MUCH—!" She tried to turn her head, but Hannah's grip tightened, forcing her to take it. "P-Please—! STOP—! " Her voice cracked, but her protests were drowned out by the obscene sounds of Hannah's release, the wet slaps of fluid hitting her skin, her lips, her everything.

"N-No..." Haruna whimpered, her body trembling as Hannah's torrent kept coming, soaking her completely. "I-I didn't sign up for— AH! — IT'S IN MY MOUTH—!" She coughed, her face twisting in disgust and shock, but her body betrayed her—her nipples hardening, her pussy dripping as Hannah's fluids covered her.

"Mmm— GOOD GIRL ..." Hannah panted, her voice thick with lust, her hips still bucking as she pissed and squirting all over Haruna. "Y-You like it, don't you...?" Her fingers tightened in Haruna's hair, forcing her to take every last drop.

"Y-You love being covered in my filthy juices..." Her pussy clenched again, another gush of fluid spraying out, drenching Haruna's face, her tits, her everything. "A-Ah!— FUCK! — YOU'RE SUCH A SLUT!"

Haruna's body trembled, her breath coming in ragged gasps as Hannah's torrent finally slowed, her face and clothes soaked in Hannah's piss and squirt. "I-I hate you..." she whispered, her voice trembling, her body shaking.

"Y-You filthy bitch..." But her words lacked conviction—her nipples were hard, her pussy dripping, her body betraying her shocked protests.

Hannah laughed, a dark, mocking sound as she finally released Haruna, her fingers trailing down Haruna's soaked face. "Mmm..." she purred, her voice thick with satisfaction. "Y-You loved it..." Her gaze locked onto Haruna's, her eyes gleaming with triumph. "A-And you know it..."

Haruna swallowed hard, her face still dripping with Hannah's fluids, her breath coming in short, shocked gasps. "I-I didn't..." she whispered, her voice cracking, but her body told a different story—her pussy throbbing, her nipples aching, her skin burning from Hannah's filthy claim.

"L-Liar..." Hannah panted, her fingers trailing down Haruna's soaked chest, pinching her hard nipple. "Y-You loved every second of it..." Her voice dropped to a whisper, her lips brushing against Haruna's ear. "A-And now..." Her fingers slid down, pressing between Haruna's soaked thighs. "Y-You're mine too..."

Haruna gasped, her body trembling as Hannah's fingers found her clit over her panties, circling it with slow, teasing strokes. "N-No..." she whimpered, her voice trembling, but her hips rolled into Hannah's touch, her body betraying her. "I-I won't let you— AH! " Her breath hitched as Hannah's fingers pressed harder, her clit throbbing under her touch.

"Mmm— YES, YOU WILL ..." Hannah growled, her voice dark with possession, her fingers working Haruna's clit faster.

"B-Because you love it..." Her lips crashed onto Haruna's, her tongue forcing its way into her mouth, tasting her own filthy fluids on Haruna's lips. "A-And you know it..."

Haruna moaned into the kiss, her body arching into Hannah's touch, her pussy dripping as Hannah's fingers fucked her harder. "Mmm— fuck..." she whispered, her voice breathy and desperate, her protests melting into moans. "I-I hate you..." Her hips rolled, her body begging for more. "B-But don't stop ..."

Hannah laughed, a dark, triumphant sound as she fingered Haruna harder, her lips trailing down Haruna's neck. "Mmm— GOOD GIRL ..." she panted, her voice thick with lust.

"N-Now cum for me..." Her fingers pressed harder, her thumb circling Haruna's clit. "S-Squirt all over my fingers... like the filthy slut you are"

Haruna screamed, her body convulsing as her orgasm hit, her pussy gushing all over Hannah's fingers, her juices mixing with Hannah's piss and squirt.

"AAAAH— FUCK! — HANNAH! — I'M CUMMMING—!" Her nails dug into Hannah's shoulders, her breath coming in ragged gasps as her body shuddered with pleasure.

Haruna's soaked clothes were torn from her body in one brutal motion, her glistening skin exposed under the harsh light, her hard nipples aching and swollen, begging for attention.

Hannah yanked her bra apart with a snap, the lace ripping as Haruna's tits spilled free, heavy and perfect, her nipples already pebbled and desperate.

Hannah's grip was iron—possessive, unyielding—as she hauled Haruna toward the bed where Julie lay sprawled, unconscious. The faintest rise and fall of Julie's chest was the only sign she was still there, lost in whatever daze had stolen her away.

Hannah didn't spare her a glance. Her focus was on Haruna, trembling in her grasp, her skin still damp from the earlier chaos, her breath coming in sharp, uneven bursts.

"Fuck, look at her," I growled, my voice rough, my cock already throbbing against my pants. "Already shaking like she knows what's coming."

With a rough shove, Hannah tumbled Haruna onto the mattress beside Julie, the impact making Haruna's thighs press together instinctively. But Hannah wasn't having that.

"Open for me," she commanded, her voice a dark purr, fingers already digging into the soft flesh of Haruna's inner thighs. Haruna whimpered, but she obeyed—her legs parting slowly, reluctantly, as if her body knew what was coming before her mind could catch up.

"Goddamn," I hissed, stepping closer, my hands twitching at my sides. "Spread those pretty thighs wider, Hannah. Let me see that tight little cunt."

Hannah didn't wait. She shifted, rolling onto her back with a fluid, predatory grace, then pulled Haruna down with her. Letting Haruna's head rest on her lap, her hair touching Hannah's pussy.

Haruna's head was suddenly buried against Hannah's pussy, "That's it," Hannah murmured, tangling her fingers into Haruna's hair, holding her there—trapped. "Breathe me in, little slut. Learn what you're here for."

Then came the real humiliation.

Hannah hooked her hands under Haruna's knees, lifting, spreading—forcing her legs up and apart until Haruna's pussy was bared to the room, exposed like an offering.

The position was obscene: Haruna's thighs splayed wide, her hips tilted up, her cunt glistening, blooming under the harsh light. Hannah adjusted her grip, pulling Haruna's knees toward her shoulders, folding her nearly in half.

The effect was devastating—Haruna's pussy unfurled, petals slick and flushed, the tight little hole clenching at nothing, begging to be filled.

"Holy shit," I groaned, my cock finally free, stroking it slowly as I drank in the sight.

"Look at that perfect little flower. All pink and wet and fucking mine." I stepped closer, the head of my cock already leaking, desperate to bury it in her.

"You're gonna take every inch, Haruna. Right here, with Julie passed the fuck out next to you, while Hannah holds you down like the good little slut you are."

Hannah's fingers pressed against Haruna's clit, rubbing in slow, deliberate circles. Haruna moaned against her, the vibration making Hannah's thighs twitch.

"You hear that, baby?" I taunted, gripping the base of my cock, giving it a rough tug. "She's moaning just from your touch. Bet she's dreaming about my cock stretching her open."

Hannah chuckled, low and dark, then gave Haruna's clit one last, punishing flick before pulling her hand away. "She's ready," Hannah said, her voice dripping with satisfaction. "All yours."

The second my knees hit the bed, the weight of my body pressing into the mattress, Haruna's slick folds parted under the heat of my cock, her juices coating me like fucking syrup.

"Damn right she is," I growled, my voice rough and possessive, my hand gripping the base of my cock as I lined myself up. The thick head pressed against her tight entrance, her walls already clenching in anticipation.

"Gonna fuck you so hard you scream, Haruna."My other hand slapped her ass, the sound echoing through the room as her body jerked.

Haruna whimpered, her body tensing under me, but there was no escape—not with Hannah's iron grip locking her in place, her legs spread wide, her ass lifted and exposed.

Her breath came in short, desperate gasps as my cock teased her entrance, the head pressing just enough to make her squirm. "A-Ah..." she moaned, her voice breathy and needy, her fingers clawing at the sheets. "P-Please... just— "

But then—fuck—Haruna's phone buzzed from the floor, the sharp ringtone cutting through the heavy air. Hannah froze, her eyes snapping to the glowing screen before she grinned, a wicked smirk curling her lips.

"Mmm— what's this ...?" She leaned down, her tits swaying as she reached for the phone, her fingers hovering over the screen. "It's sister Yuko's phone..." Her voice dropped to a teasing purr, her gaze flicking to Haruna, whose face had gone pale. "S-Should I pick it up ...?"

Haruna panicked, her body jerking as she tried to twist free. "N-No—! Don't—! " Her voice cracked, her eyes wide with horror, but Hannah's grip tightened, holding her firmly in place.

"Oh, but I think I should ..." Hannah purred, her thumb pressing the answer button before Haruna could protest again. The call connected, the sound of Yuko's voice filling the room—cheerful, unsuspecting.

"Haruna? You there? I've been trying to—" Yuko's voice came over.

"Haruna. I've been messaging you for hours. You haven't replied."

Her tone wasn't just impatient—it was accusatory, possessive, the kind of voice that made Haruna's spine lock up, her breath hitching as if she'd been caught with her fingers buried inside herself. Her body tensed beneath me, her thighs trembling as my cock—thick, heavy, veins throbbing—pressed against her dripping, swollen pussy, the tip already slick with her arousal.

"S-Sister..." Haruna whimpered, her voice cracking as she tried to shift away, her hand flying down to cover herself. Too late. Her fingers trembled against her glistening, puffy lips, her pussy dripping with juice, desperate to be filled. "I-I was... with Aunt Julie and... and Jack—"

I growled, my grip snapping around her wrist like a vice, yanking her hand away. The head of my cock dragged up her slit, parting her folds, grinding against her clit in slow, deliberate circles.

Haruna's back arched, a broken, needy moan tearing from her throat—"Aaaah—! N-Nnngh...!"—her juices gushing, coating my shaft in hot, sticky proof of how badly she wanted this.

Yuko's voice tightened, suspicion bleeding into every syllable. "Haruna... what the hell is happening over there?"

Haruna bit her lip so hard it should've bled, her face flaming crimson, her thighs shaking as she fought to keep her voice steady.

"I-It's nothing, Sister! I'm just—hng—helping Hannah clean her—ah!—her room—!" Her words shattered as I pressed the thick crown of my cock against her entrance, not pushing in—just teasing, just promising—making her pussy flutter, her hips jerk helplessly toward me.

Yuko scoffed, her disdain dripping through the speaker like poison. "You must help Hananh... she has done so much for you.."

Haruna said, " Hmm...Sister.. "

The sound of her nails tapping against something—impatient, predatory. "Is Aunt Julie still angry at you?"

Haruna's eyes widened in silent terror, her head shaking frantically at me—don't, don't, don't—but her body betrayed her, her hips rolling into the pressure, her pussy weeping, begging to be stuffed full. "N-No, Sister... she swallowed hard, her voice cracking under the strain. "A-Aunt forgave us..."

Yuko hummed, slightly mollified, but the edge in her voice never faded. "Good. ...Oh." Another beat. Then, colder. "Where's Jack?"

Haruna's smirk was instant, victorious—she knew if I took that phone, my cock wouldn't be burying itself inside her anytime soon. "S-Sister, Jack's right here..." She shoved the phone into my hand, her fingers lingering just a second too long, brushing against mine. "You wanna talk to him?"

I took the phone, pressing it firmly against Haruna's stomach, my other hand sliding up her thigh, my thumb circling her clit in slow, maddening strokes. My voice was low, amused, and dangerous.

"Sister Yuko..." I purred, dragging out her name like a caress. "Did you miss me already?"

Yuko's voice turned to venom. "Miss you? Don't flatter yourself."

I looked down at Haruna, her cheeks flushed, her lips parted, her breath coming in ragged little gasps as my thumb pressed harder, making her whimper. She mouthed 'fuck you' at me, but her eyes were begging.

I waited.

Then—

With a slow, brutal push, I breached her entrance.

Haruna's mouth fell open, a shattered, obscene moan ripping from her throat—"AaaaaAAAH—! F-FUCK—!"—her back arching off the bed, her pussy stretching, clamping down around the thick intrusion, her walls fluttering as I sank deeper, deeper—

I slammed my hand over her mouth, muffling her screams, but the wet, desperate sounds still leaked out, high and needy, her tongue flicking against my palm as she choked on her own pleasure.

Yuko's voice sharpened. "What the hell was that?!"

I didn't skip a beat, my voice smooth, mocking. "Oh, that? Hannah found a stray cat. Sounds like it's starving for milk."

From the side, Hannah giggled, then let out a perfect, teasing mewl. "Meee~ow..."

Yuko sighed, annoyed but buying it. "Ugh. Yeah, sounds hungry."

I chuckled darkly, my hips rolling just enough to make Haruna's eyes roll back, her nails digging into my arm. Not the cat, sister.

"I'll talk to you later, Yuko," I murmured, my voice rough with restraint. "Got to feed this thing first."

Yuko hesitated, then—"Fine. But send Haruna back before dark."

I grinned, feral. "Wouldn't dream of keeping her."

I hung up.

And then—

I fucked her sister raw.

The Punishment

The second the call ended, Haruna let out a sobbing, relieved moan, her pussy clenching around me like she'd been waiting her whole life for this. "F-Finally—! Ah—! J-Jack, you bastard—!"

I didn't give her time to breathe.

I slammed into her, bottoming out in one brutal thrust, my balls slapping against her ass, my cock stretching her to the limit. Haruna screamed, her back arching, her tits bouncing, her fingers clawing at the sheets. "NGH—! TOO—! TOO MUCH—!"

"Too much?" I growled, pulling out until just the tip remained, then plowing back in, harder. "Or not enough?"

"I-I—! AH—! I HATE YOU—!" she sobbed, but her legs locked around my waist, her heels digging into my back, forcing me deeper.

I leaned down, my lips brushing her ear, my breath hot. "Liar." My hand snaked between us, my fingers finding her clit, rubbing in tight, punishing circles. "You love this. You love it when I fuck you like a slut while your sister listens."

Haruna whimpered, her face burning, but her pussy gushed, soaking my cock, her walls fluttering around me. "N-No...! I-I don't—! AH—! F-Fuck—!"

I chuckled, thrusting deeper, hitting that spot that made her see stars. "Then why are you dripping for me?" I pulled out, slapped my cock against her pussy, then rammed back in, making her scream. "Why does your tight little cunt keep milking me like it's starved for my cum?"

"I—! I—!SHUT UP—!"* She tried to push me away, but her hands ended up gripping my shoulders, her nails digging in as she pulled me closer, her body betraying her with every desperate, needy roll of her hips.

I grabbed her throat, not tight enough to choke, just enough to make her feel it, to remind her who was in control. "Say it."

"N-Never—!"

I pounded into her, harder, faster, my balls drawing up, my cock swelling—"Say. It."

Haruna's eyes rolled back, her mouth falling open, her orgasm crashing over her—"I—I'M A SLUT—! I'M YOUR FUCKING SLUT—!"

That was all I needed.

With a guttural groan, I buried myself to the hilt, my cock pulsing as I filled her, jet after jet of hot, thick cum flooding her pussy, marking her, claiming her—

Haruna screamed, her body convulsing, her pussy clenching, milking every last drop from me as her own orgasm wrecked her, her juices mixing with my cum, dripping down her thighs—

I collapsed on top of her, breathing hard, my cock still twitching inside her.

Haruna panted, her body trembling, her voice weak. "...We're so fucked if Sister Yuko finds out."

I grinned, rolling off her, my cum already leaking from her well-used pussy.

"Oh, she will." I traced a finger through the mess between her legs, then pushed it into her mouth, making her suck it clean. "And when she does..." I leaned in, my lips brushing hers. "We'll make sure she watches next time."

Haruna's scoff was a whipcrack, sharp enough to draw blood. "Hmph... Pathetic." Her dark eyes raked over me, slow and deliberate, like she was measuring me for a coffin. Then she shook her head, a single, dismissive jerk of her chin. "Even daring to think about my sister..."

She moved closer—not enough to touch, but close enough that I could smell her: jasmine and something darker, like burnt sugar. The kind of scent that clung to skin after a night of sin. Her fingers tapped against her arm, restless, betraying the storm beneath her cold composure. The air between us thickened, heavy with the kind of silence that comes before a blade finds its mark.

"Honestly?" Her voice was a velvet blade, slicing through the tension. "Sister Yuko's never shown interest in dating. Not once." A pause. A smirk.

"Doesn't go on dates. Doesn't talk about relationships. Doesn't even look at men, I guess she doesn't like men—" Her gaze flicked to me, then away, too fast. "I think my sister is a Lesbian."

I let her words hang there, suspended like a dropped glove.

Innocent, if you didn't know better. If you hadn't seen the way Yuko's breath hitched when I brushed past her in the hallway, how her fingers trembled when I let my thumb graze her wrist—accidentally, of course. If you hadn't noticed the way her eyes lingered on my mouth when she thought no one was looking.

Haruna's jealousy was a living thing, coiled tight in her chest. She'd never admit it, but it radiated off her in waves—hot, suffocating. I could taste it.

Then Hannah struck.

With a giggle that was equal parts mischief and malice, she launched herself at me. I caught her effortlessly, my hands finding the dip of her waist, the heat of her skin through the thin fabric of her shirt.

She was small, but she moved with the confidence of someone who knew exactly how much space she was allowed to take. And right now, she was taking all of it.

I twisted, letting her momentum carry us both onto the couch. She landed sprawled across my chest, her legs tangling with mine, her breath warm against the hollow of my throat. "Jack," she murmured, her voice muffled against my skin, "when are we leaving for America?"

I didn't hide my smirk. "Anytime you want, princess." My fingers threaded through her hair, slow, deliberate, just to watch Haruna's jaw tighten. The way her nostrils flared, the way her fingers curled into her palms—like she was fighting the urge to rip Hannah off me and take her place.

Haruna's exhale was sharp, a bull's warning before the charge. "Let's go tomorrow," she snapped, but her voice cracked at the edges, betraying her.

"College doesn't start for five days. Plenty of time to get settled before classes." Her gaze flicked to Hannah, still draped over me like a second skin, and her smile turned sweet. Poisonous. "Unless you'd rather stay."

Hannah's breath was a slow, deliberate tease against my collarbone. She wasn't just breathing—she was marking me, her lips parted just enough that I felt the damp heat of her sigh like a brand. Her fingers traced idle patterns on my chest, her nails scraping lightly over the fabric of my shirt, just shy of pain.

"Tomorrow works," she purred, tilting her head back to meet my gaze. Her eyes were dark, knowing—the kind of look that said she'd already mapped out every dirty little move in this game before I'd even realized we were playing.

I should have been focused. Should've been planning. But fuck—the way her body fit against mine, soft where I was hard, yielding where I was rigid—made it difficult to remember why I gave a damn about anything but the way her pulse jumped under my palm. The way her hips shifted, just slightly, like she was testing how far she could push before I'd snap.

"Then it's settled," I drawled, letting my grin turn lazy, cocky. The air was thick with it—perfume and gunpowder, the scent of arousal and the electric hum of barely leashed rage. Three women in one room, each a live wire of want or violence.

"Pack light," I murmured, my fingers tracing a slow circle on the small of Hannah's back, just above the waistband of her jeans. The skin there was fever-hot, her muscles tensing under my touch. "We won't need much."

Not when I could provide everything else.

Hannah's favorability was maxed out—my Lust Demon ability still thrumming from when I'd filled her, when I'd made her scream my name until her voice gave out. She turned her head just enough to lock eyes with Haruna, her lips curling into something sharp and predatory. "Oh, you haven't heard?" Her voice dropped to a conspiratorial purr, her fingers tightening on my hip. "Our boy here's got... talents."

She leaned in, close enough that Haruna got a front-row seat to the way her tongue flicked over her lower lip. "Incubus bloodline," she whispered, like she was sharing a secret. "Means he doesn't just fuck—" A pause. A smirk. "He ruins."

Then she listed my abilities like a litany—Healer. Storage. Telekinesis. Teleportation—each word a needle under Haruna's skin. But it was the last one that made Haruna's breath hitch, her cheeks flushing that telltale pink. "That's—" Her voice cracked. She swallowed, tried again. "That's why it didn't hurt... even though it was my first time—"

"Yeah." Hannah's nails dug into my hip, just shy of pain. "He's good like that."

I let my laugh rumble through my chest, low and dark, because fuck—if I wasn't enjoying this, then I wasn't breathing. Haruna's pupils blew wide, her irises swallowed by black, her teeth sinking into her bottom lip hard enough to draw blood. The copper tang of it hit the air, sharp and sweet, and I could taste her want like it was my own. Predictable. So fucking delicious.

Hannah's fingers tightened around me, her thumb pressing in as she purred something filthy into Haruna's ear.

I didn't catch the words, but I didn't need to—the way Haruna's breath hitched, the way her thighs pressed together like she was trying to stifle an ache, told me exactly what Hannah had promised her.

And oh, I'd deliver.

The conversation dissolved into noise after that, their voices weaving into a haze of laughter and half-formed plans. Julie's gaze burned into the side of my face, but I didn't look at her. Not yet. Hannah's breath was a slow, deliberate tease against my skin, her body fitted to mine like she'd been made for it.

Then I stood, stretching like a cat, my muscles flexing. Hannah's gaze darkened as she watched me, her tongue darting out to wet her lower lip. I crooked a finger at her, then at Haruna. "Let's take a Shower. Now."

Hannah didn't hesitate. She sauntered past me, her hips swaying with the kind of deliberate tease that made my cock twitch. Haruna followed, slower, her steps unsteady, like she was already half-drowned in the promise of what was coming.

The bathroom was all steam and slick tile by the time I joined them. Hannah was already under the spray, water sluicing over her skin, her hands mapping her own body with lazy, possessive strokes.

After taking a shower, we got dressed, with Haruna wearing Hannah's clothes as her own clothes were drenched in Hannah's piss.

I decided to take Haurna back to her home as it was getting late. I drove with Haruna, and by the time I dropped Haruna off, the city outside had a jagged skyline of neon and shadow. The drive back to her place was quiet, the hum of the engine the only sound between us, thick and charged like the air after a storm.

She kept stealing glances at me, her fingers twitching in her lap like she was fighting the urge to reach over and take what she'd already had a taste of.

We soon reached there, and I walked her to her apartment, the hallway reeking of stale cigarettes and cheaper perfume. The door swung open before we even reached it—Yuko standing there, her posture rigid as a drawn blade, her dark eyes flicking between us like she was already calculating threats.

"Sister Yuko," I drawled, leaning against the doorframe, my body loose, my smile all teeth. "We're leaving for America tomorrow." I tilted my head, letting my gaze rake over her—the way her fingers flexed at her sides, the way her pulse jumped in her throat. "You and Haruna should also come with us."

Yuko's jaw tightened, the muscle feathering under her skin like a warning. She nodded, but her eyes flickered away too fast—like my gaze was a blade she couldn't quite steel herself to meet. That stubborn set of her mouth, the way her lips pressed into a thin, unyielding line, was supposed to radiate strength. But I'd seen that look before. On women who thought they could outlast me. On women who broke under me.

It didn't make her weak. It just made her interesting.

I lingered a second longer than necessary, letting the silence stretch between us like a taut wire, before pushing off the doorframe with a slow, deliberate shrug. "Tomorrow, then." My voice was a low rumble, the kind that vibrated in the chest and left a mark. "Don't keep me waiting."

The drive back to Julie's was a blur of neon and shadow, the city's pulse thrumming through the car like a second heartbeat. By the time I walked through the door, the house was quiet—too quiet—save for the faint clatter of dishes from the kitchen.

Julie was awake.

Of course she was.

She stood at the counter, her back to me, the curve of her spine accentuated by the way she leaned over the sink, scrubbing at a pot with more force than necessary.

The water ran hot—steam curled around her fingers, her knuckles red from the heat. "Don't look for Haruna," she said, not turning around. "She went out to buy something for our sisters."

I chuckled, low and knowing, as I toed off my boots and let the sound echo through the room. With Hannah's favorability meter dinging at full capacity.

Now that she'd had a taste of what I could give her, she wanted to play nice with her sisters. Wanted to be the good one. The selfless one.

I looked at Julie, who was working in the kitchen, and thought today might be our last time here in Germany, and I won't get alone time with Julie once I return to America... so why not make it special for her, and give her a surprise that I've always wanted to give?

I moved, my steps were quiet, predatory, as I crossed the kitchen and pressed myself against her back. She stiffened, just for a second, before melting into me—because she knew. Knew what I was. Knew what I could do to her.

My arms slid around her waist, my hands splaying over her stomach, pulling her flush against me. She was warm, so warm, the heat of her seeping through the thin fabric of her shirt, branding me.

"Julie," I murmured, my lips brushing the shell of her ear, my voice rough with the promise of something dark and sweet. "There's something... I want to show you."

She tensed again, but this time it wasn't resistance. It was anticipation. "I'm busy," she said, but her voice was already thinning, already betraying her.

The pot clattered against the sink as she abandoned it, her hands coming up to cover mine where they rested against her stomach.

I turned her in my arms, slow and deliberate, giving her just enough time to want it before my mouth crashed into hers. She gasped, her lips parting under mine, and I took advantage—my tongue sweeping in to claim her, deep and possessive.

She tasted like mint and something sweeter—something eternal—and when I finally pulled back, her eyes were soft, her breath coming in trembling gasps, as if I'd stolen it from her lungs.

Julie's lips were swollen from mine, her skin flushed with the heat of us, and when she swayed toward me, it wasn't just desire—it was gravity, the unspoken pull that had existed between us since the very beginning.

I pressed my forehead to hers, my thumb tracing the curve of her lower lip, memorizing the way it trembled under my touch. "Come with me," I whispered, my voice rough with something I'd never let myself name before. "Let me show you something."

A breathless laugh trembled from her lips, but her fingers clawed at my chest like she was drowning. "What are you—? We can't just... keep doing that all the time..." Her voice cracked, half-protest, half-melt.

I knew exactly where her mind had gone. With a smirk, I flicked her forehead—sharp, stinging. She jolted back with a gasp, "Ugh! Hmm—ow! Where the hell are you—?" Her words dissolved into a frustrated whine as I tugged her forward, letting her stumble just enough to press flush against me.

I silenced her with a finger to her lips, my touch gentle, reverent. "Shh." My other hand cupped her cheek, my thumb brushing away the single tear that had escaped. "Close your eyes, love." My voice was a vow. "And trust me."

She searched my face for a long, heartbreaking second—because Julie had spent a lifetime learning not to trust easily, as I would always bully her.

But then, slowly, she nodded. Her lashes fluttered shut, dark and delicate against her skin, and the way she surrendered to me, even just in this small thing, nearly broke me.

I gathered her into my arms, holding her like she was made of starlight, and then we were rising—not walking, not running, but floating using Telekenesis, the wind rushing around us like a benediction.

Julie gasped, her fingers clutching at my shirt, but she didn't open her eyes. She trusted me. And that trust was the most precious thing anyone had ever given me.

We ascended higher, above the city's glittering chaos, above the smog and the noise, until the air was thin and crisp and the world below us was nothing but a distant hum.

I took her to the highest building in the city, a place where the sky was so vast it felt like we were standing at the edge of forever. The moon hung low and golden, casting Julie in silver light, and the stars above us burned so brightly it was like they'd been placed there just for this moment.

I set her down gently, my hands lingering at her waist, my heart pounding so hard I was sure she could hear it. "Don't open them yet," I murmured, my voice thick with emotion.

I took out the ring from the System Storage where I'd kept it hidden—waiting for this moment, this perfect moment.

The ring was everything she deserved: a band of platinum, delicate and strong, with a single, flawless diamond that caught the moonlight and scattered it into a thousand tiny promises.

Julie's name was also engraved on it.

I dropped to one knee in front of her, the cold bite of the rooftop barely registering through the heat of my skin. The wind howled around us, but the world had narrowed to this: Julie, standing before me with her eyes closed, her chest rising and falling with rapid, nervous breaths, her hands twisted together like she was holding herself together by sheer will.

"Now, love," I whispered, my voice breaking. "Open your eyes."

Her lashes lifted, slow and trembling, and when her gaze found me—kneeling, offering her everything—I saw the exact second it all clicked into place. Her breath hitched, her hands flying to her mouth as the first real sob broke free. Tears streamed down her face, silver and endless, but her eyes—fuck, her eyes—were brighter than the stars above us.

"Julie," I said, my voice raw with everything I'd never let myself say before. I held up the ring, the diamond glinting like a captured piece of the sky.

"From the moment I met you, I knew." My throat tightened, but I forced the words out, because she deserved to hear them. "You were the one who made me believe in forever." I swallowed hard, my hand trembling just slightly as I reached for hers.

"You are the love of my life." The ring slid onto her finger, a perfect fit, as if it had been waiting for her just as long as I had. "Julie..." My voice cracked. "Will you marry me?"

She didn't speak.

For one heart-stopping second, she just looked at me, her tears falling freely, her lips parting as if she couldn't quite believe this was real. And then she was on her knees in front of me, her hands cupping my face, her forehead pressing to mine, her breath warm against my lips.

"Jack," she whispered, her voice trembling with a thousand unshed words. "Yes." A sob, a laugh. "Yes, I'll marry you. I love you. I've always loved you."

I didn't let her finish.

The kiss wasn't just a kiss. It was a collapse of time, of restraint, of every wall I'd ever built. My lips moved against hers like I could pour years into that single touch: the unsaid words that had gathered like storm clouds between us.

My hands cradled her face as if she were something fragile, something sacred. My thumbs caught her tears before they could fall, smoothing them into her skin like I could erase every hurt that had come before this moment.

She tasted like salt and sin and something sweet beneath it all—hers. When I pulled back, her lips were swollen, her breath ragged, her eyes so bright with happiness it was like staring into the sun. I had to look away, just for a second, just to remember how to breathe.

"Forever," I vowed against her mouth, my voice rough with the weight of it. Not a promise. A law. "Starting now."

And then—then she laughed, soft and disbelieving, her fingers tangling in my hair like she was afraid I'd vanish if she let go. Above us, the stars burned white-hot against the velvet dark of the sky, indifferent to the way my world had just tilted on its axis. Below, the city sprawled like a living thing, neon and noise and a million lives that didn't matter anymore. Because this—her—was all that existed.

Julie's lashes were wet, her cheeks flushed. I caught another tear with my mouth, kissing the trail it left behind. She pressed closer, her body trembling against mine, her arms locked around my neck like she was drowning and I was the only air left. "Jack," she whispered, her voice breaking. "I'm so happy it doesn't feel real."

I knew the feeling.

I pulled back just enough to see her—really see her—the way the starlight painted her skin silver, the way her lower lip was still caught between her teeth like she was holding back more words.

My mind flickered to the wedding dress in the system storage. I'd carried it with me for weeks, waiting for the right moment. Waiting for her.

A slow, possessive smile curved my lips. "Julie," I murmured, brushing my knuckles over her cheekbone, "I have another surprise for you."

Her grip on me tightened, her nails digging into my shoulders through the fabric of my shirt. "What is it?" she demanded, but her voice was already breathless, like she could guess. Like she hoped.

I let the silence stretch, let the word hang between us like a live wire. "Husband," I corrected, low and deliberate. The way her pupils dilated told me she felt it too—the shift. The claim. "Tonight is our first wedding night."

Her breath hitched. A flush spread from her collarbone to her hairline, staining her skin pink. She bit her lip, nodding, but her eyes never left mine. "I'm yours," she whispered. "Completely. Even if you just..." A shiver ran through her, her voice dropping to a murmur so filthy it made my pulse spike. "Even if I can still feel your cum in my asshole."

I groaned, my forehead pressing to hers. "Julie."

She grinned, wicked and soft, and I knew—I was ruined.

I didn't take her home.

Home was a place for ordinary nights, for leftovers and laundry and the mundane rhythm of a life not yet remade. Julie's eyes widened as we boarded, her fingers lacing with mine like she was afraid she'd wake up. "Where are we going?"

"Somewhere no one can find us."

I flew, hugging her using Telekenesis. The flight was a blur of whispered promises and tangled limbs, her lips on my neck, my hands mapping the curves of her beneath the thin fabric of her dress.

By the time we landed, she was a mess—lipstick smudged, hair wild, her thighs pressing together like she was already aching for me. I loved her like this. Undone. Mine.