Chapter 182: Don’t forget about Rose~**

"Even more nicely, Andy."

"Haah..."

Andrea’s breath hitched hard at the combination of his touch and the low, sexy cadence of his voice.

Her mind was already hazy from the constant friction against her clit and the overwhelming closeness of two bodies sandwiching her. He kept pouring more lust and deliberate seduction into every small action, and she had almost no defense left against it.

Unconsciously her lips parted. They wrapped softly around the thumb he still pressed against her mouth.

She began to suck it gently, almost without thinking, while she stared up at him with eyes full of raw desire. The simple, obedient action was hot enough that Fredrinn felt his heart skip a beat.

The best part was the quiet certainty that this was still only the beginning... Just the start.

Respecting his order—or rather, his request—Andrea licked the pad of his thumb with slow strokes of her tongue, maintaining eye contact and wrapping her lips around the thick finger.

When she spoke again, her voice came out needy, desperate, and unmistakably sexy.

"Please kiss me, Fredrinn~"

She breathed a little heavier. Her large breasts rose and fell against Rose’s body beneath her, soft flesh shifting with every inhale.

"Shove your cock inside me... Please."

She did not say much more. She did not need to. The short, breathy plea was more than enough.

For a moment it felt as if a thin thread of careful reasoning simply snapped inside Fredrinn’s head. He stared into Andrea’s glassy eyes, taking in the flushed cheeks, the parted lips still glistening from his thumb, and the open want written across her face.

The stacked heat of both women, the wet slide of his cock between them, and that soft request combined into something he no longer felt like resisting.

He swiftly pulled his thumb from her mouth.

In the next breath he crashed his lips onto hers, tilting her head back with one hand while his hips drove harder between both of their cunts.

The kiss was deep and immediate. He swallowed the startled sound she made and kept moving.

Because Rose lay underneath, every thrust caused his hanging balls to slap lightly against her soaked folds. The repeated contact only made her wetter.

Sticky fluids already coated the full length of his cock and continued to slide down between Rose’s thighs, soaking further into the mattress beneath them.

He slid his tongue into Andrea’s mouth, rolling it around hers, kissing her with his eyes closed.

For several long seconds almost all of his focus stayed on the double sensation of their pussies pressed around him—the softer, hotter grip of Andrea’s folds and the slightly cooler, slicker pressure of Rose’s beneath.

The temperature difference was subtle but real. Rose’s pussy felt cooler by comparison, while Andrea’s burned with friction, increased blood flow, and the pure heat of the moment.

Amidst the mind-numbingly deep and passionate kiss, Andrea’s second plea resurfaced in Fredrinn’s mind. The request to push his cock inside her and fuck her.

There was no more need to think as he swiftly decided to change the thrusting pattern... Something that would please both his women equally.

On the next forward stroke he tilted his cock upward and pushed the thick tip straight into the tiny, tight entrance of Andrea’s vagina.

As the tip forced its way inside the tight folds, Andrea’s eyes widened and her lips froze against his.

A muffled, desperate moan tore out of her lips as her body shuddered slightly. Though, he didn’t let go of her body nor broke the kiss.

Instead he sucked gently on her tongue and kept a firm hold on her jaw and face, just in case instinct made her bite down. He definitely preferred to keep his tongue intact.

While still kissing her, he thrust deeper, working his throbbing length through her tight walls and resisting the strong, fluttering pressure that tried to slow him.

She was drenched enough that the slide in and out was possible, but the gripping strength of her inner muscles was another matter entirely. Every inch forward was met with hot, rhythmic resistance.

Fredrinn groaned in open pleasure against Andrea’s lips, the sound mixing with and partially muffling her sudden loud, manic moans.

Her body trembled hard on top of Rose. Her fingers clenched the sheets until the fabric strained.

Beneath them, Rose’s eyes widened the moment she realized the expected thrust between their stacked folds no longer reached her properly.

Instead of the full slide of his cock, all she received was the rubbing of the thick base of his shaft and the repeated slap of his balls against her own pussy.

The change was immediate and obvious.

The shimmering pink light in her gaze sharpened and locked onto Fredrinn’s face, silently demanding that he meet her eyes.

When he finally glanced down, she spoke in a soft, gentle voice that still carried a clear edge.

"Hubby... Don’t forget about Rose~"

She moaned the words with a calm smile, yet Fredrinn felt distinct chills run down his spine.

The danger underneath the sweetness was real enough to trigger every internal warning he had. This was definitely not just an idle remark that he could choose to ignore.

Since she loved him... One can simply say that she just doesn’t threaten in an open, rude way.

But that doesn’t mean that it is not a threat... Quite opposite at that.

As a wise man said; A silent lion is much more dangerous than a barking dog.

However... whoever claimed that building a harem came without risks had clearly never tried it.

Fredrinn had already accepted those risks. He intended to face them and take care of every one of his women to the best of his ability.

He smirked through the lingering heat and briefly separated from Andrea’s mouth. He leaned down just far enough to peck Rose on the lips—quick but deliberate—before whispering against them in a husky voice.

"Are you kidding me, Rose? How can I ever forget about my lovely succubus?"