Chapter 181: Even More Nicely**

"No one’s going first."

Fredrinn smirked as the words left his mouth. Without giving either woman another chance to argue, he rolled his hips and began thrusting between their swollen clits.

His thick cock slid back and forth along the slick channel formed by both of their pressed-together pussies, spreading their combined wetness with every stroke.

Both Andrea and Rose moaned at the same time. A strange, burning heat spread through their lower bodies as the hard length rubbed firmly against them.

It was not the same as being filled. The sensation was different—shallower, more teasing—yet it did not feel bad at all.

The unique friction, combined with the full contact of their fronts pressed together and their breasts crushed against each other, only intensified every spark of pleasure that ran through them.

He settled both hands on Andrea’s waist and found a steady rhythm, rocking her body with every forward and backward motion. ℯℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

His cock glided smoothly between their wet folds, the head occasionally catching against one swollen clit and then the other.

Wet, filthy sounds filled the quiet space around the bed. The sheets beneath Rose were already damp.

Andrea moaned again, struggling harder to keep her voice under control. Her eyelids began to droop.

Her eyes turned glassy and unfocused. Her hands clutched the bedsheets in tight fists as a restless heat built deeper inside her.

She was forced to remain mostly motionless in the stacked position while he thrust and rubbed the most intimate, sensitive part of her body without pause.

The urge to let her hands roam freely grew sharper with every pass of his cock.

She wanted to hold something, grab someone, kiss, bite—do anything other than simply lie there and take the relentless friction.

Being pinned in place between Rose’s body and his hands only made the need more intense.

To make matters worse, Andrea could clearly see Rose beneath her. The succubus’s shimmering heart-shaped gaze stayed locked with Fredrinn’s above them.

One of his hands left Andrea’s waist, slid upward along soft skin, and cupped Rose’s cheek with obvious familiarity. Before Andrea fully registered the movement, Rose had already lifted her head just enough to press her lips against his.

They kissed shamelessly, tongues meeting in a wet, open exchange, while the shorter, still-sore Andrea remained pressed against Rose’s neck and continued to suffer the lingering sensitivity from her own first time.

Her pussy still felt far too tender. Every slide of his cock against her clit sent another sharp, almost overwhelming pulse through her core.

The leftover ache from earlier mixed with fresh sparks of pleasure until she could barely tell them apart.

"Kiss me too... Bastard."

Andrea complained under her breath, clenching the sheets even harder until her knuckles whitened. There was not much else she could safely do in her current position.

Hitting Fredrinn would achieve nothing; he would barely feel the impact.

Hitting or openly disturbing Rose was out of the question—she did not have a death wish, and the earlier threat still sat fresh in her memory.

Jenny remained a theoretical target, but Andrea was not enough of a monster to wake the exhausted blonde just to vent her frustration. Besides, if Jenny also woke and asked to join, the situation would become even messier.

What would Fredrinn do then? Try to arrange three women into some impossible triangle of pussies and thrust between all of them at once? The mental image was ludicrous and somehow still managed to send another unwanted pulse of heat through Andrea.

Luckily for her, Fredrinn did not ignore or miss the quiet complaint.

He broke the deep kiss with Rose just long enough to glance sideways at Andrea. A thin, glistening strand of saliva still connected his lips to the succubus’s for a moment before it stretched and broke.

He smirked at the furious, pouty expression on Andrea’s face—an expression thick with both genuine irritation and unmistakable desire. Her plump, kissable lips looked especially inviting while she glared at him like that.

At the same time, the memory of the system he had granted her earlier surfaced in his mind: the Bully System.

She had not checked it yet and almost certainly did not even know it existed. That detail did not matter right now.

According to rules, she as well as he would get bonus rewards if she is the one getting bullied instead of him, albeit unknowingly.

It would be better to start making it a habit to bully her~

Fredrinn fully separated from Rose’s mouth. He leaned closer to Andrea instead, shifting his upper body so he could see her face more clearly.

His hips never stopped moving. He kept thrusting steadily between their stacked folds, the thick shaft rubbing against both swollen clits and pushing both women closer to the edge at the same time.

The wet sounds grew louder. Andrea’s soft, frustrated moans mixed with Rose’s lower, more controlled ones.

He rested his palm against Andrea’s cheek. The skin there was warm and slightly flushed.

He stroked it gently with his thumb, tracing the curve of her cheekbone while he looked into her glassy eyes. His expression shifted into something deceptively gentle and soft.

"Ask nicely, Andy~"

He cooed the words, voice as sweet as honey and just as deliberate.

Andrea’s eyelids twitched instantly at the fake, mocking sweetness.

The warm smile and soft tone only looked cocky and calculated in her eyes.

She stared at him for a long second, clearly wrestling with the last scraps of her pride while his cock continued its relentless slide between her and Rose.

"Kiss me too..."

She repeated the request in a forced, quieter tone, deliberately removing the word "bastard" this time.

In her mind the adjustment should have been more than enough. There was no need for further niceties or extra politeness. She had already softened the demand.

Fredrinn thought otherwise.

He smirked again, slow and satisfied, and pressed his thumb against her soft, plump lower lip.

He rubbed it slowly across the sensitive skin, tugging just slightly. At the same moment his cock dipped a fraction lower, the thick head catching more directly against the entrance of her pussy for a single, teasing stroke that did not quite push inside.

The sudden, sharper contact pulled a startled, higher moan from her throat before she could swallow it.

He leaned in until his breath brushed the shell of her ear and the side of her neck. When he spoke again, his voice was low, rough, and unmistakably seductive.

"Even more nicely, Andy."