Chapter 292: Epilogue 26 - Tired after a Tour

Three weeks in, and Eva’s musical tour with Liam had been incredible. Mina was with them most of the time, as she loved travelling, and sex with Eva and Mina was always great.

But they were not the only ones. Even if Eva wasn’t super happy with the idea at first, the harem convinced her she should work hard to present Liam to as many celebrity hotties as she could.

Liam had a few orgies with famous actresses and singers. But he was careful not to fuck them too much. He felt like actually seducing these very famous women would be too much of a headache for his now perfect and peaceful life.

But thanks to this travel, he had on his phone easy access to practically any famous celebrity in the world. After all, the word going around in Hollywood was that he was the best fuck out there.

It was even funnier, because he used a fake name and avoided showing his face, so the girls that went looking for him later couldn’t find anything. They were left with just the memories of what had happened.

But that day, tired of all the travelling around, Liam stirred slowly, his mind still fogged with sleep. There was a pleasant, familiar weight draped over him, warm skin, and the steady rhythm of breathing against his chest.

It could only be one person: Eva.

His cute wife had curled up on top of him sometime in the night, her purple-streaked hair tickling his neck and her bare, perky boobs pressed comfortably against him. The faint scent of her shampoo and last night’s activities lingered in the air.

He blinked a few times, eyes adjusting to the soft morning light filtering through the hotel curtains, and tried to leave the bed without waking her up, but failed miserably.

Eva shifted, noticing him wake. A mischievous little smile curved her lips as she snuggled closer, deliberately pressing her small, perky tits more firmly against his chest.

They had grown a bit since they first met, but they were still delightfully handful-sized, perfect for holding, and always looking so hot on her tiny frame.

"You woke me up," she complained, grimacing, but her eyes didn’t show any real annoyance.

"Well, it’s not my fault you decided to use my chest as your bed. There was nothing I could have done," Liam argued back with a soft smile.

"What can I do? It’s just that I want to sleep hearing my favorite music," Eva commented.

"Favorite music?"

"Yes. I’m feeling and listening to it right now," she whispered, her voice husky from sleep. "It’s the sound of your heartbeat, your voice, your respiration... Everything you do sounds like you, even your little whimpers of pleasure."

Her hand slipped downward under the sheets, massaging his cock gently through his boxers with slow, teasing strokes. Just enough to make his breath hitch. She bit her lip, clearly hoping to start the day the way they’d ended the night.

Liam groaned softly, torn. The feeling was incredible, her warm palm, the way her body fit perfectly against his, but reality crept in fast.

"Eva... we gotta go soon," he murmured, voice rough. "If we keep this up, you’re gonna be late for your show again."

She pouted, still lazily stroking him. "Mmm, five more minutes?"

"Last time we ’did five more minutes’ you ended up with your tight holes filled with cum, and started the show two hours late."

"At least you gotta admit, me singing with your cum still inside of me was super hot, don’t you think?" she teased, stroking his cock softly.

"Yes, but I don’t want to be the reason your tour gets ruined or anything like that. Just go there and make your best show. I want you to go out with a bang."

Eva sighed dramatically but relented, her grin turning sheepish. "Ugh, fine. Responsible Liam wins again." She planted a quick kiss on his chest and slowly peeled herself off him, stretching like a cat as she stood.

They brushed their teeth together at the bathroom sink, bumping hips and elbows in the cramped space, trading foamy grins in the mirror. Eva kept "accidentally" brushing her ass against him. When they finished, she hopped up on the counter, legs swinging.

"Sit," she ordered, patting the spot between her thighs and grabbing his razor and shaving cream. "I’ll do your beard. It will look better in photos like that."

"We don’t have time for that," he complained. "Besides, I won’t be taking any photos."

"That’s not fair," Eva pouted, leaning closer, her voice getting louder. "You let Lila shave you, why can’t I?"

"Did you even listen to what I said?" he commented. Then he gave her ass a strong slap, which immediately made her begin acting more submissively. "Stop being a brat and do what I tell you. Now you need to take a shower and get ready."

As much as Eva was a jealous girl, prone to outbursts of anger, Liam’s deep voice destroyed all resistance in her. She melted immediately, nodding in agreement.

She slowly removed her clothes in front of him, trying to make a show of what he was losing. But Liam didn’t budge, as he knew he would have the chance to fuck her later anyway.

She was just about to step into the shower, when everything changed. Eva froze mid-reach for the faucet, her eyes widening in pure horror.

A massive, hairy spider, easily the size of a small plate, had decided the corner of the shower was prime real estate. It sat there, legs twitching lazily.

"SPIDER!" Eva shrieked at glass-shattering volume.

In one fluid, panicked motion, she launched herself at Liam like a purple-haired missile. She scrambled up his body with impressive agility, legs wrapping around his waist, arms locking around his neck in a death grip. Her bare tits squished against his face as she buried her head in his shoulder.

"Kill it! Kill it kill it kill it! I’m not going in there until that demon is dead!" she squealed, voice muffled against his skin. "Why is it so big?! This hotel is cursed!"

Liam staggered back a step, laughing despite the sudden faceful of Eva. "Babe, relax, it’s just a spider!"

"It’s not just a spider, it’s a gigantic demon! Don’t you have eyes?!" She peeked over his shoulder, then immediately hid again with another yelp as the spider took one lazy step. "Just do something, motherfucker! We need to get out!"

Eva’s outburst made Liam remember Harper and Alice’s visit on the previous day. He was, indeed, a motherfucker.

Anyway, chuckling, Liam reached for a tissue and a cup, carefully trapping the intruder while Eva clung to him like a koala on caffeine. He carried the spider to the window, released it outside, and shut the pane firmly.

"Safe now, my brave rockstar," he teased, patting her ass as she slowly unclenched.

Eva lifted her head, cheeks flushed with embarrassment and lingering adrenaline. "I hate you," she muttered, though she was already smiling again. "Now carry me into the shower, please..." she asked, still holding onto him and looking genuinely afraid.

Liam shook his head, scooped her up by the ass, and grinned as he stepped under the warm water with his cute wife.

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After another successful show, Liam and Eva were on a jat flying back to how, after a tour that had been very successful. The man had no idea about the surprise his harem ahd prepared for the moment he landed.

Still, for now, his mind was on something else eternally. Eva was naked in front of him, and opened her legs wide, showing her little wet cunt for him.

They had traveled around a lot over these last days, and both of them had already joined the mile-high club. Eva, in particular, really liked high-altitude sex.

"Come take you rockstar," she said purring.

Liam closed the short distance between them, hands sliding up her thighs to spread her wider. Her wetness glistened under the soft cabin lights, and the sight alone made his cock throb.

He sank into her in one smooth thrust. Eva’s head tipped back against the leather seat, a soft, throaty moan escaping her lips as he filled her completely.

Her legs locked around his waist, pulling him deeper. Every slow, deep stroke sent a fresh wave of heat through both of them. The altitude, the soft vibration of the engines, the way her tight walls clenched around him, it all felt sharper, more intense.

"Fuck... yes," she whispered, nails digging into his shoulders. "Just like that."

Liam picked up the pace, hips rolling hard against hers. Eva met every thrust, her perky tits bouncing with the motion. He leaned down, capturing one nipple between his lips, sucking hard while he drove into her.

"Fuck!!!!" She came first, body arching, a broken cry muffled against his neck as her cunt pulsed around his cock.

He followed moments later, burying himself to the hilt and spilling deep inside her with a low groan. They stayed locked together, breathing hard, sweat cooling on their skin.

And with a last kiss, they decided to lay hugging each other, satisfied with everything.