Chapter 183: Sex Scenes Over

Time blurred past in a thick haze of lust and desire.

Fredrinn alternated between the two girls one by one, giving each of them focused attention before switching again.

After another full round Andrea once more grew tired, her body heavy and oversensitive, while Rose still looked ready to continue without pause.

The succubus’s stamina and appetite showed no sign of fading even after everything that had already happened.

Instead, she was only happy that Andrea was going to get lost and Rose will have her hubby all to herself... Alas.

Andrea acted a little like a sore loser. Still aching and slightly jealous of Rose’s endless energy, she decided out of pure spite to wake Jenny.

The blonde stirred groggily at first, then flushed deep red once she understood what was going on.

She felt embarrassed at first, but after finding out that Andrea already went for the round two, all that was left was jealousy and competitiveness...

Soon enough the bed held a new threesome—Jenny, Fredrinn, and Rose—while Andrea rested nearby and received lighter teasing touches whenever Fredrinn’s hands wandered in her direction between thrusts.

The night was still young when they started, yet none of them truly noticed how the hours slipped away.

Moans, wet sounds, shifting positions, and overlapping climaxes blended together until exhaustion finally claimed them...

They dozed off in a tangled heap, bodies stacked one upon another, limbs intertwined without any real plan.

Even with two hundred percent extra stamina—or whatever higher multiplier his incubus body provided—it was bound to run out eventually.

Rose’s natural stamina-draining powers combined with the relentless lust of three women proved too much for any single man to outlast forever.

He was strong, far stronger than an ordinary human, but he was still not a god.

But no one could claim he had been left unsatisfied by the night’s endeavor. On the contrary, he was more than satisfied. Every request, every challenge, every competitive spark between the women had been met and answered until none of them had anything left to give.

BANG BANG BANG

The lavish hotel room looked like a battlefield of its own. Sheets lay twisted and half-kicked to the floor. Clothes were scattered in careless piles. A chair had been nudged out of place at some point during the night. A thick, unmistakable scent of sex still lingered in the warm air.

Sunlight filtered through the gaps in the curtains and fell across the bed, illuminating the scene in soft morning gold.

A masculine body lay buried in the mattress under the combined weight of three women sprawled over him in deep sleep.

Rose occupied his chest, curled up like a contented kitten with a faintly slutty little smile still resting on her lips. Her gorgeous pink eyes remained closed; she seemed lost in the heaviest kind of rest, her crimson hair blanketing their bodies like silk.

On his right side, Andrea rested her head on his shoulder and clung to his arm the way a baby koala clings to a branch.

With her busty frame and shorter height she looked almost like a soft, cuddly toy pressed against him.

To his left, Jenny’s position was a little more shameless. Her head lay across his thigh while her own legs were sprawled over Rose’s back and Fredrinn’s left arm.

Her hair were completely messy and surprisingly, there was still a faint palm print on her perky ass, though it was quite light and invisible unless someone looked closely.

Considering that all four of them were still completely naked, the overall picture was unmistakably erotic.

Jenny’s open posture in particular left very little to the imagination.

However, the peaceful morning did not last.

Someone began banging on the door again, harder this time.

BANG BANG BANG

"Open the door already!"

Rhea’s voice carried clearly through the wood, sharp with impatience.

The noise finally stirred Andrea out of her sleep. She blinked groggily, vision slow to focus.

A thin strand of saliva had dripped from the corner of her mouth onto Fredrinn’s hand; she wiped it away half-consciously with the back of her wrist.

Last night felt like a blur at first. She could not immediately piece the events together. Then the physical reminders arrived—the lingering tingle between her legs, the deep soreness that radiated through her core and thighs whenever she shifted even slightly.

Simply moving her legs felt like a chore she had no desire to perform yet.

Memories returned in uneven fragments: the nervous, painful, then overwhelming first time; the marks on her neck; the stacked position with Rose; the later rounds that had somehow pulled Jenny in as well; the moments when she had been too tired to do more than lie there and accept whatever teasing touches came her way.

It had been a wild, excessive night. A fresh blush colored her cheeks as she glanced at Fredrinn’s sleeping face.

He wore a stupidly peaceful, almost foolish smile, the expression of a man who currently had no worries left in the world.

The sight warmed something in her chest and quietly burned away whatever lingering irritation she still held about being pulled into so many rounds.

She could not honestly blame him anyway. She had been the one who kept joining again—for round two, round three, and whatever had come after that.

Feeling the full weight of her exhaustion, Andrea forgot entirely about the repeated knocks on the door and her sister’s rising voice.

She settled her head back onto his shoulder, breathed in the familiar scent of his skin mixed with the night’s aftermath, and closed her eyes once more.

"Nighty..."

She murmured the soft word, uncaring about the sunlight already seeping across the bed, and prepared to drift off again.

"Goddamn it, it’s 12 already, wake up already!"

Another shout came from the hallway, louder and more frustrated than the last.

It fell on completely deaf ears.

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A/N: HEY HEY HEY! Comment up, readers! Finally the sex scenes are over... I ended up writing way too many...