AN : Sorry, but updates over the next few weeks might be a bit sporadic or skipped because I'm really exhausted from a busy work schedule this week and for the next few weeks.
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After finishing his suggestions on the Project Resistance tests, Allen decided it was time to leave the lab—taking the two women with him through a secret passage.
Becca and January, finally stepping outside Umbrella's underground facility and breathing in the cool night air, felt a wave of relief wash over them. Their hands trembled slightly—they could hardly believe they had escaped that horrifying place.
Deep down, both of them felt genuinely grateful to Allen for rescuing them.
"Alright, from now on, the two of you will stay with me," Allen said calmly.
Becca and January exchanged a glance before nodding. They didn't really have any other choice—and somehow, staying close to this man made them feel safe.
Soon after, they arrived at Allen's luxurious penthouse.
Alyssa, who had been waiting anxiously, immediately rushed toward them.
"Thank you, sweetheart," she said softly, kissing Allen's cheek—clearly relieved that her friend had been saved.
"You're welcome. So… will I get my payment for tonight?" Allen teased with a sly grin.
"Alright, alright," Alyssa replied with a knowing smile, fully understanding what he meant.
She then turned and pulled January into a tight hug. "Thank God you're safe. You have no idea how worried I was!"
"I'm sorry for making you worry," January said, hugging her back. But even as they embraced, her eyes drifted toward Allen and Alyssa, noticing how close they were—and a flicker of curiosity appeared in her gaze.
Not long after, Alyssa took January aside so they could talk privately.
Meanwhile, Allen turned his attention to Becca, who was standing quietly nearby.
"Come on, I'll show you to your room so you can rest," he said gently.
"Ah… right. And um, I haven't properly thanked you for saving me," Becca replied shyly as she followed him down the hall.
"It's fine. You don't owe me anything," Allen said with a smile. "This is a safe place, so don't worry. Oh—and tomorrow, how about we meet with Cindy? I'm sure she'll be happy to know I've found her friend."
"Really? You're not joking, right?" Becca asked, her tone brightening.
"Of course not," Allen replied warmly.
Seeing his smile, Becca's face turned red. Her heart began to race—it was only now she truly realized how handsome her savior was.
"Allen, I… I don't think I can ever repay you for saving me," she murmured shyly.
"You don't have to repay me with anything," Allen said, gently patting her head. He couldn't help it—her reaction was just too endearing.
Becca closed her eyes, comforted by his touch. Almost instinctively, she stepped forward and wrapped her arms around him in a grateful hug.
Cough.
The sound broke the moment.
Both of them turned to see Laura standing a few steps away, her expression caught somewhere between annoyance and jealousy.
"Could you two do that somewhere a little more private?" Laura said flatly, clearly a bit irritated.
"And Allen…" she added, glancing briefly toward the living room where Alyssa and January had just gone to talk, "mind explaining who they are?"
Becca quickly let go of Allen, her face turning bright red—though she still looked a little reluctant to step away.
Why is this girl suddenly acting like a housewife…? Allen thought to himself, slightly amused. Even so, he calmly began to explain.
"Right… Laura, this is Becca. And the one with Alyssa earlier is January," Allen said casually.
"You could say they're among the missing people reported near the Arklay Mountains. I tracked them down and got them out of there."
Laura blinked, her expression shifting as she processed his words.
Allen then went on to explain everything in more detail—about Umbrella, the experiments being conducted in secret, and how the situation in the city was steadily becoming more dangerous.
As she listened, Laura's earlier irritation slowly faded, replaced by shock… and unease.
She hadn't expected that the two girls Allen brought back had gone through something so terrible. When she looked at Becca again, her expression softened noticeably.
"I'm so sorry… that must've been horrible for you," Laura said gently, her voice filled with sympathy.
"It's okay," Becca replied with a small, reassuring smile.
"Okay, Laura, could you keep Becca company for a while?" Allen said with a calm smile.
Laura nodded. "Of course."
She then gently guided Becca away, leading her toward the living room so they could talk and help her feel a bit more at ease.
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Later that night, Allen was in his room when he heard the door open. He glanced up and saw Alyssa walking in—along with January right behind her.
Why is Alyssa bringing January here…? he thought, a hint of suspicion crossing his mind. The situation felt a little unusual, and it made him wonder what exactly Alyssa had been talking about with her friend earlier.
From the way January avoided his gaze and the faint blush on her face, it was clear something was going on.
"So? What's this about?" Allen asked, his tone calm and seemingly innocent as he looked at the two of them.
"Well, January and I have agreed that we're both going to do a night attack tonight. You don't mind, right, darling, if I bring my friend to join us?" Alyssa said in a teasing tone.
That, of course, made Allen swallow.
"I don't mind at all, but does she have an issue with this?" Allen replied, glancing at January.
"I don't mind. Besides, I want to thank you for saving me. I don't really have anything else to offer except using my body to repay you," January said shyly.
"Alright then… so who's going to start first?"
Well, he definitely wasn't going to be a hypocrite and refuse when the women were the ones taking the initiative here.
"I'll go first," Alyssa said, glancing at January. "Watch me," she added with a playful wink, before slowly starting to remove her clothes one by one in front of Allen.
While for Allen, he never gets tired of watching his women do this—especially now that he can clearly see Alyssa's beautiful, slim body.
January bit her lip, especially when Allen began removing all the clothes he was wearing. She was a bit stunned by this man's perfect body—his muscles like those of a Greek god, absolutely flawless—paired with his incredibly handsome face, which only made her feel even more aroused.
Slowly, she stepped closer while taking off her own clothes, revealing her beautiful naked body to Allen—one that was no less stunning than Alyssa's. Then, gently, she reached out and touched the muscles of his back.
She licked Allen's body from behind, her tongue tracing the firm lines of his back muscles, savoring the sweet taste of his skin as she moved lower toward his firm ass. She pressed her soft breasts against him, her nipples hardening with excitement as she explored every ridge and curve with slow, deliberate movements.
Meanwhile, Alyssa knelt in front of Allen, her eyes locked on his throbbing cock. She leaned in, her hot breath teasing the sensitive tip before her tongue flicked out to lap at the precum gathering there.
With a hungry moan, she wrapped her lips around the head, sucking gently at first, then taking more of him into her mouth. Her cheeks hollowed as she bobbed her head, taking him inch by inch until he reached the back of her throat.
She gagged slightly but pushed through, her hands gripping his thighs for support while she continued, coating his length with her saliva.
Allen groaned deeply, the dual sensation overwhelming him. The warmth of Alyssa's mouth contrasted with January's teasing touches along his back, sending waves of pleasure through his body. He reached down, threading his fingers through Alyssa's hair, guiding her rhythm as she moved with practiced skill.
Behind him, January's hands wandered lower, cupping his balls and massaging them lightly while she nipped at his shoulder blades.
"Fuck… you two are incredible," Allen muttered, his voice rough with desire.
Alyssa pulled back just enough to grin up at him, a thin string of saliva still connecting her lips to his cock. "We're just getting started, baby," she purred, before diving back in, her movements growing faster and more eager.
January, growing bolder, slid one hand around to join in, her fingers wrapping around the base of his shaft where Alyssa's mouth couldn't reach, stroking in sync with her friend's rhythm. The room quickly filled with the sounds of wet movements and soft moans, the atmosphere thick with tension and desire.
Allen's hips moved on instinct, pushing deeper as the sensations built rapidly. January's touch grew more daring, making him shiver as the pressure inside him tightened.
"Fuck… I'm gonna cum," Allen groaned, his voice strained.
Alyssa responded by increasing her pace, her lips moving faster as she took him deeper. The overwhelming sensation finally pushed him over the edge, and he came, releasing into her mouth.
Gulp… gulp… gulp…
Alyssa swallowed everything with clear satisfaction, not letting a single drop go to waste.
"Ahh… hehe, I don't think I'll ever get tired of swallowing your cum. You taste just as good as always, Allen," Alyssa said with a satisfied smile, clearly enjoying every moment.
January watched Alyssa's eager display, and it only made her even more aroused, her pussy already soaking wet. Especially seeing her friend manage to take that massive cock—longer than her own hand—which only fueled her desire further. January swallowed hard, imagining how it would feel if Allen's cock filled her own pussy later.
Alyssa then stood up, positioning herself before lowering her body and taking him inside her.
"Ahh… yes…" Alyssa's moans echoed clearly through the room. Her hips didn't slow down—instead, she moved faster, riding him while straddling his lap, grinding down against his length.
Plop… plop… plop…
After Allen came multiple times deep inside her, filling her completely, Alyssa finally slowed, her body trembling slightly from exhaustion.
"Dear… can I rest for a bit?" Alyssa panted, her body drenched in sweat.
"Okay," Allen replied, shifting Alyssa's body onto the bed. With a soft pop, his cock slipped out of her reddened pussy, a faint trail of cum slowly leaking out as her body twitched from the aftershocks. For a brief moment, he watched her chest rise and fall, her expression still flushed and satisfied before turning his attention elsewhere.
Then he looked over at January, who was currently busy fingering her own pussy, her breathing uneven and her body already reacting to everything she had just witnessed. She looked incredibly lewd and teasing—especially with how similar her body proportions were to Alyssa's, yet carrying her own charm that made Allen want to stare a little longer.
"Are you just gonna watch?" January asked, stopping her movements. She swallowed nervously, her eyes drifting toward Allen's cock, which was still hard and showing no sign of softening at all.
Allen slowly approached her, closing the distance before pulling her into a deep, passionate kiss. Their lips met, and soon their tongues intertwined, exchanging warmth and breath in a slow, lingering makeout that made January's body tremble.
Finally, she couldn't take it anymore.
"Just take me…" she whispered, jumping into his arms and positioning herself right at the tip of his cock, her body already eager.
"This is my first time," January added, her voice trembling with anticipation.
"So, you're a virgin?" Allen asked, raising an eyebrow slightly.
"Hmmm… yes, but not really. I've had more experience with women, but that doesn't mean I'm a lesbian, okay? Don't get the wrong idea," January quickly explained, a faint blush spreading across her face.
Allen smirked faintly. "So, do you want me to take it slow at first so you can get used to it?"
January shook her head almost immediately. "No… I want it rough. I like it that way."
Hearing that, Allen didn't hold back. He thrust his hips forward, pushing deep inside her tight entrance, which clenched around him tightly.
"Ahh… fuck… yes, don't stop…" January moaned, her body arching as the unfamiliar yet intense sensation spread through her. It was overwhelming—this was the first time she had ever felt something like this.
Encouraged by her reaction, Allen moved faster, pulling out before driving back in again, their bodies colliding with a steady rhythm.
Plop! … Plop! … Plop! …
"Fuck… I'm cumming!" January gasped, reaching her peak far quicker than she expected, her body shaking as she clung tightly to him.
Her nails dug into his skin, but Allen didn't slow down, continuing his pace as her mind gradually blanked from the overwhelming pleasure. Her eyes rolled back slightly, her breathing completely out of sync as she lost herself in the moment.
Allen lifted her body, holding her firmly as he continued moving, his pace relentless. January could only let out broken sounds, her legs trembling as she struggled to keep up with everything she was feeling.
"Ough… ahh…"
She had already lost count of how many times she had reached her limit, her body growing weaker, yet the sensations kept coming, blending discomfort and pleasure into something she couldn't even describe anymore.
After a while, Allen finally felt his release building. Without slowing down, he finished inside her, his body tensing slightly as the sensation peaked.
Realizing what was happening, January could only let out a weak protest. "No… don't… ahh…"
But it was already too late.
Her body trembled again, another wave of sensation hitting her as she clung to him helplessly, completely drained.
Allen then gently laid her down on the bed, giving her time to recover, before turning his gaze back toward Alyssa.
Not long after, Alyssa's voice echoed through the room once again, the atmosphere returning to that heated rhythm as the night continued.
They kept going relentlessly, losing track of time until the faint light of dawn began to creep in. Only then did Allen finally stop—both women completely exhausted, their bodies covered in marks and traces of everything that had happened.
Seeing that they were sound asleep, Allen quietly got up and cleaned himself in the bathroom before stepping out of the room.
However, the moment he walked out, he noticed Laura and Becca nearby—both looking unusually tired, with faint dark circles under their eyes.
At first, he didn't understand what was going on…
But it didn't take long for him to figure it out.
Apparently, last night, they had overheard everything from their rooms.
And once again… he had forgotten to turn on the soundproofing system.