I tore through Gabrielle’s clothes with reckless abandon, ripping her white blouse apart, sending buttons scattering across the room like bullets. Her black bra was no match either—I yanked it up, exposing her soft, supple breasts. Without a second thought, I pressed my face into her chest, giving in completely to the hunger gnawing inside me. I sucked on her nipples hard, my tongue swirling around the stiff peaks, savoring the taste of her skin as if I couldn’t get enough.
“Hnnnn…!”
I could feel her body shudder beneath me as my tongue worked her nipples, swirling over the sensitive flesh. I didn’t care if I was rough, if my lips were too greedy, if I sucked so hard it hurt. I slid her pencil skirt down her thighs, forcing it past her knees until it bunched around her calves. My knee pressed hard into her crotch, drawing out louder, desperate moans.
“Hnnnn…! Fuaaaaaaah!”
My lips trailed up her body, licking her smooth skin, tasting every inch from her chest to her neck, before finally claiming her mouth. I thrust my tongue between her lips, slurping her tongue, tasting the faint sweetness of cherries as our saliva mixed. I sucked on her tongue greedily, as if it was the last thing keeping me grounded in reality.
Then, without a word, I turned my attention to Amon. Her maid uniform didn’t stand a chance. I tore it apart with the same violent passion, shredding the fabric until it fell away, leaving her in just her green bra. That, too, was pulled away without hesitation. I latched onto her breasts, sucking hungrily on her nipples while my hand kneaded the other, rougher than before. My knee pressed against her crotch, just like I had done with Gabrielle, grinding into her, feeling her body arch and tense beneath me.
“Hnnnngg?! Hnnnn, ah, ah, fuaaaaah, huaa…”
I moved up, capturing her mouth in a deep, forceful kiss, my tongue invading her, tasting the heat of her breath. By the time I pulled away, Amon’s eyes were glassy, tears gathering at the corners as she gasped for air, her lips swollen and wet.
“That’s it, Master,” she whispered, her voice barely a breath, yet dripping with seduction. “Pour all your frustrations into me. Into us.”
I crashed my lips against Amon’s again, my mouth devouring hers with desperate hunger. My hands moved under her massive maid skirt, fingers gliding over her silky thighs, feeling the warmth of her skin before I reached the thin edge of her panties. Without a second thought, I ripped them down to her thighs, exposing her wetness. My cock strained painfully against my pants, desperate for release. My hands fumbled, clumsy with lust as I tried to pull it free.
“Master, let me help you,” Gabrielle’s sultry voice whispered from behind, her warm breath sending a shiver down my spine. She gently reached around me, freeing my throbbing cock from my pants, the cool air hitting the heated flesh as she stroked it with deliberate care. “There, now it’s all good,” she murmured, her lips brushing my ear, her voice making my blood surge.
Something snapped inside me. I grabbed her arm, pulling her forward, tossing her on top of Amon. Their bodies collided, soft gasps escaping their lips as they lay entangled, waiting for what was coming next.
“Ah…”
“Ah…”
Their voices were a soft melody, a breathless harmony of anticipation. I barely registered it, too focused on the throbbing desire pulsing through me. I positioned myself, my cock pressing against Amon’s slick, soaked entrance. She was drenched—so wet that when I pushed forward, I slid inside her tight pussy in one smooth, deep stroke. My cock buried itself to the hilt, the sensation of her hot, clenching walls making me growl.
“HnnnnnnnnnnNnNnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn!!!” Amon screamed, her pussy convulsing around me, a gush of her juices squirting out as I hit her womb in one thrust. Her whole body trembled beneath me, the intensity of her climax driving her wild. The tightness of her pussy squeezing my cock made it hard to think, but I wasn’t done.
My free hand reached for Gabrielle. Her black lace panties barely covered her dripping pussy. I yanked the fabric aside, exposing her glistening lips, and slid three fingers deep inside her with no resistance. Her pussy was soaked, practically swallowing my fingers as they thrust into her.
“NgggggggggggnnNNnNnnn~!”
I started fucking Amon while my fingers plunged deep into Gabrielle, my frustration boiling over as I let everything out on them. The burning anger that had no other outlet now had them to absorb it. They wanted me to use that rage, to channel it into them, and that’s exactly what I did.
“Aaaah, aaah, aah, aah, aaaaaaah, aaah!”
“Hnnn, ahhh, aaaah, ahhh, aaah, aaaaaaah!”
The feeling of their bodies underneath me, the heat, the tightness, was overwhelming. I had no idea how many times I had cum inside them, how much frustration I had unloaded into their trembling forms, but we didn’t stop. We fucked hard, desperately, for hours, until the night bled into morning. It was a primal release—no words, no thoughts—just raw desire and the need to burn everything away.
***
By the next morning, I found myself at Grace’s house again. Rose was there, holding a peacefully sleeping Hana in her arms, while Grace was nowhere in sight.
The moment Rose caught sight of me, she gently laid Hana down in her crib, taking care not to disturb her, before rushing towards me.
“Where have you been? Why are you only coming now?” Rose asked.
“I had to take care of something,” I replied, keeping it vague.
She gave me a confused look, her curiosity getting the better of her. “Are you angry?”
I shook my head, though it wasn’t entirely true. “No, not at all.”
The truth was, I had been angry—furious, even—but Amon and Gabrielle had helped ease that rage. Without them, I probably would’ve exploded at Rose right now. They had taken the edge off, leaving me calm enough to talk without snapping.
“Anyway, I found something,” Rose said, her tone shifting as if she had important news. “I know who the leader of the Eclipse is.”
“I already know,” I said, cutting her off.
Her eyes widened in shock. “What?”
“It’s Professor Sesillian,” I told her, watching her face go pale as the name sank in.
“H-How did you know?”
“I’ve suspected for a while, but I couldn’t be sure,” I lied smoothly. In reality, I’d known from the start that Sesillian was behind Eclipse, but telling Rose that would’ve been a bad move. She needed to believe I had only suspicions, not full certainty. “It’s all because of his connection with Charlotte Sierra,” I added, giving just enough to keep her on my side without revealing too much.
Her stunned expression told me she was buying it.
