Chapter 90. Even After Laura Was Full Inside... They Wanted Me For More!**

Chapter 90: 90. Even After Laura Was Full Inside... They Wanted Me For More!**

Laura was trembling on all fours, her breath coming in short, desperate pants as she waited for me.

She was bracing herself, expecting a slow build, but I had no intention of giving her any mercy. I wanted to shatter her composure immediately.

Without another word of warning, I gripped her hips with bruising force and drove myself upward in one singular, violent thrust.

PLAAAAAAAAPP!

"FUCK—AHHHHHHHH—" Laura’s scream was ripped from her throat as I buried myself to the hilt.

I didn’t stop at her entrance, but I drove through her until I felt the hard impact against her womb. The sensation was overwhelming for both of us.

Her body buckled under the force, her forehead slamming against the furs as I pinned her down. Her eyes rolled back so far that only the whites showed, and her tongue lolled out of her mouth in a state of pure, obscene ecstasy.

This wasn’t the disciplined, proud knight the kingdom knew. This was a woman reduced to raw, animalistic need, her dignity dissolving with every inch of me that claimed her.

"Oh god, Roland, you’re too deep; you’re touching my soul. Fuck, oh fuck!" Laura wailed, her voice cracking as she clawed at the ground.

Her inner walls were twitching violently around me, spasming in shock at the sheer invasion of my cock.

The noise was so explosive that Alicia, who had been drifting in the haze of her own afterglow, snapped awake instantly. She rolled onto her side, propped up on one elbow, watching with wide, mesmerized eyes.

Seeing Laura... her respectable friend, the paragon of knightly virtue—completely broken and debased beneath me was more intoxicating than any drug.

"That’s it, Laura, take it all!" Alicia encouraged, her voice hoarse but full of perverse delight. "Don’t fight it; let him ruin you!"

"Look at how he’s taking you, Laura! You belong to him now, completely!"

I wasn’t finished with either of them. While my lower body maintained that relentless, punishing rhythm—slap, squelch, slap—my hands wandered.

I reached forward, past Laura’s waist, and grabbed her massive breasts. I squeezed them hard, my fingers finding her nipples and pinching them with enough pressure to make her cry out again.

"Nnngh—ahhh—your hands, Roland—fuck—my tits—" Laura whimpered, her hips involuntarily bucking higher as she felt the sharp sting on her sensitive flesh.

I glanced over at Alicia, seeing the way her own breathing hitched when she saw me handling Laura’s breasts. I knew her weakness.

I knew exactly how to keep her engaged even while she wasn’t being penetrated.

"You like watching this, don’t you, Alicia?!" I growled, my voice commanding and dark. "You like seeing your proud little knight turned into my screaming slut?!"

"Yes, Roland, yes!" Alicia gasped, her hips lifting off the floor unconsciously. "I love it; I love seeing her like this. Fuck, I want you to make us both scream like this forever."

I shifted my grip, my right hand leaving Laura’s breast to swing back and deliver a thunderous spank across one of her ass cheeks.

CRACK.

The sound echoed through the tent like a gunshot.

"This ass is too fucking perfect to leave unmarked," I muttered as Laura let out another high-pitched cry at the sting. "It’s mine! Every inch of it belongs to me."

"Yes, master, yes, mark me, ruin me, fuck me harder than anything you’ve ever done before!" Laura screamed, her words becoming a frantic prayer of devotion. "I don’t care about anything else, just Roland, just this...!"

"Fuck, just give me more of you!"

The tent became a furnace of sound and motion. The rhythm was relentless, a brutal, driving force that seemed to have no end.

The wet sounds of our joining, the sharp cracks of my palms against their skin, and the endless, overlapping screams of two women who had completely abandoned their humanity to become vessels for my pleasure.

I could feel the power coursing through me, the absolute certainty that they weren’t just submitting—they were worshiping.

The rhythm of our coupling transformed from mere fucking into something devastating—a relentless, punishing assault that seemed to challenge the very limits of their endurance.

I drove into Laura with increasing ferocity, each thrust deeper and more violent than the last. The sound was obscene: the wet, meaty thwack of my pelvis hitting her ass, combined with the desperate, broken sounds escaping her throat.

"OH GOD—ROLAND—FUCK—FUCK ME—FUCK ME HARDER—" Laura screamed, her voice echoing off the canvas walls like a wounded animal. "I CAN’T—MY BRAIN—IT’S MELTING—AHHHHHHHH—"

I wasn’t letting Alicia watch passively for long. I reached over Laura’s shaking body, my hand finding Alicia’s breasts again.

I grabbed her nipples between my thumb and forefinger, twisting and pulling them with a vicious intensity that made her arch off the floor. Her eyes met mine—wide, glazed, and utterly consumed by lust.

She was staring at me with a look of pure, unholy worship.

"Look at me, Alicia," I growled through gritted teeth, my own breathing becoming a ragged snarl. "Look at what I’m doing to her! And look at what I’m doing to both of you!"

"I am—ahhh—I’m looking, Roland—fuck—you’re so beautiful like this—so cruel—I love it—I LOVE YOU—" Alicia cried out, her own moans harmonizing with Laura’s screams.

The view from where I stood was nothing short of divine.

Two of the most beautiful women I had ever laid eyes on, both reduced to screaming, moaning wrecks of flesh and desire, and their eyes locked on me as if I were their only god.

Their faces were flushed, their lips swollen from kissing, their bodies glistening with sweat and fluids... It was... heaven, yes... a private paradise built on the foundation of their complete surrender.

Then, the pressure inside me reached its breaking point again. The cock inside Laura felt like it was vibrating with molten heat.

"I’m fucking—I’m doing it again—" I roared, my muscles locking up as the dam broke.

I unleashed a third torrent, a massive, pulsing wave of cum that shot deep into Laura’s pussy. The force of the climax was so intense that Laura’s entire body stiffened, her back bowing upward as she screamed at the top of her lungs.

"AAAAAHHHHHHHHHH—ROLAND—FUCK—YES—FILL ME—"

The sheer shockwave of my release triggered a secondary reaction in Alicia. Her body convulsed violently as she began to squirt once more, a powerful stream of fluid erupting from her as she shrieked in sympathetic ecstasy.

"OH GOD—AHHHHHHH—FUCK—"

The screams of both women merged into one single, deafening crescendo that filled the tent before fading into ragged, desperate panting.

As the waves of climax passed, I slowly withdrew.

The sound of my cock sliding out of Laura’s soaking wet entrance was a wet, sucking noise that seemed to linger in the air. I collapsed back onto my haunches for a moment, my chest heaving as I fought to catch my breath.

Laura lay facedown on the furs, her ass still quivering from the aftershocks, her skin painted in sweat and cum.

Next to her, Alicia lay on her back, her legs splayed open, her breasts still rising and falling rapidly.

The silence that followed was heavy, charged with a different kind of tension—not the tension of what was happening, but the tension of what was about to happen.

I looked at them, expecting to see exhaustion.

Instead, I saw something far more dangerous.

Both women turned their heads toward me. And god... They weren’t tired.

Their eyes... yes... I can see it wide, dilated, and glittering with unmistakable hunger... fixed on me with terrifying devotion.

A slow, knowing smile spread across Laura’s lips, while Alicia’s mouth parted in a breathless grin.

They looked like predators who had just been fed but were already craving the next hunt. Their pupils were blown wide, their gaze suggesting they wanted nothing more than to be destroyed by me all over again.

"You think you’re done, Roland?" Laura whispered, her voice dripping with honeyed malice as she pushed herself up slightly on her elbows. "We’re just getting started."

"Please," Alicia added, her voice a husky plea. "Don’t stop... Don’t ever stop."

"Satisfy your urges more to us before we fight again... as a knight..."

I felt my cock surge to life again, harder and more demanding than it had been at the start. My breathing turned into a low, guttural growl...

The sound of an animal that had tasted blood and found it sweeter than anything else. The exhaustion I should have felt was gone, replaced by a primal, insatiable hunger.

"Hah...! Hah...! You want more!?" I asked, my voice dropping to a dangerous rumble as I moved toward them. "Fine...! But I’m not going easy on you this time!"

"We’re going to stay like this until neither of you can remember your own names."