Chapter 494: Marking hubby

Alice and Amelia knelt on the couch, one on either side of Ethan, the cushions sinking under their combined weight.

Since his hands were busy, the two women did the moving themselves and leaned over the young lord. Amelia’s enormous breasts pressed against Alice’s, and together they swallowed his face completely.

Their nipples, hard and swollen, jostled for space against his lips, rubbing against each other until Ethan opened his mouth and sucked them both in at once.

Alice had used the body-transmutation spell—one of the first she’d ever created—to inflate her breasts until they matched Amelia’s. After all, the natural difference between them was enormous.

Carefully, the two of them wrapped their arms around his head, their fingers sinking into his golden hair.

Amelia had to keep a hand on one of her breasts to hold it back. They were simply too big. Her two alone were more than enough to bury Ethan’s head, so she pulled one aside to make room for Alice.

Alice did the same, cupping her right breast and kneading it slowly while using her left to smother Ethan.

The soft flesh spilled between her fingers, and a trickle of milk ran out with it, leaving a shiny trail down her pale skin.

Being pregnant, Alice was already producing milk on her own. For Amelia, a single spell had been enough to start again.

The two women’s milk tasted quite different, and Ethan noticed it every time he switched nipples.

Amelia’s was a little sweeter, creamier, and warmer, lingering on his tongue long after he swallowed. Alice’s, though slightly less sweet, had a pleasant smoothness, light and easy to drink.

Amelia let out a long, low sigh and arched her back. Her heavy breast rolled against his face, its warm weight dragging slowly across his cheek.

Alice shuddered and pressed his head harder into her chest, as if to keep him from stopping.

The young lord could do little more than give in to the embrace of those enormous breasts, breathing heavily between sips, his nose and cheeks sunk deep into soft, milk-scented flesh.

His hands, meanwhile, stayed clamped onto Veronica’s hips.

Sitting on his lap with her back to him, the red-haired beauty was flushed, biting her lower lip to stifle her moans as she bounced on Ethan’s cock.

A few still escaped—short and sharp—every time she came down.

Since she had no plans to leave the Golden Tower that day, she was wearing only the Academy’s summer uniform.

Her white top was completely soaked and clung to her body, and strands of red hair stuck to the nape of her neck.

Through the wet fabric, her large, heavy breasts were plain to see. They were slightly smaller than Alice’s natural size, and her pink nipples showed through as faint blurs.

They rose and fell inside the top with every bounce, always a split second behind the rest of her body—too big to stay still.

At the same time, her red plaid skirt kept riding up, swaying to her rhythm.

Ethan’s hands were under that skirt, gripping the top of her ass right where it met her hips.

The skin there was hot and slick with sweat, and his fingers sank in easily as the soft flesh swelled up between them.

He held on to those mounds like handles, giving himself all the leverage he needed.

With his fingers buried in that plump, juicy ass, he yanked her down onto his lap every time she raised them, leaving red marks on her pale skin.

Each drop ended in a loud slap that mingled with the creaking of the couch and the wet sound of his cock sliding in and out of her.

The hem of Veronica’s skirt flipped up, exposing her round buttocks for an instant. The impact rippled from one cheek to the other and set them both trembling, just before the fabric fell back down and hid everything again.

Ethan felt the suffocating softness of Amelia’s and Alice’s breasts engulfing his face. Alice’s, even though inflated by a spell, were just as perfect as natural ones—round and full—molding themselves to his cheeks whenever he turned his head.

In his hands, Veronica’s ass was in no way inferior to those breasts.

Her huge buttocks—light-skinned, though not quite as pale as Amelia’s and Alice’s—flattened against his pelvis every time she fell.

For a heartbeat they spread wide, then bounced back into shape, flushing a deeper pink with every impact.

Between them, her pussy swallowed his cock to the hilt. It was hot, soaking wet, and tight, squeezing him hard before she rose again, her slick lips clinging to his shaft as if they didn’t want to let go.

While he milked Amelia and Alice, drinking the sweet milk straight from their tits, Veronica milked his cock with that tight pussy and that plump, juicy ass.

A perfect balance.

"Your student is a really good girl, honey," Amelia remarked with a giggle, watching Veronica cling to Ethan’s knees and bounce on his cock nonstop.

"Yes... she’s a good girl." Alice let out a soft chuckle and turned, letting go of the breast she’d been kneading to stroke Veronica’s red hair. Her fingers, still wet with milk, slid through the sweat-damp strands.

"M-Miss Alice... you’re not helping!" Veronica protested, flushed and embarrassed, her ears burning.

Her reaction only made Alice and Amelia laugh.

The two of them loved teasing her.

Having Veronica as Alice’s student while Alice was Amelia’s student had been a bit inefficient. So in practice, the two of them were now on the same level, both learning directly from Amelia.

Still, Veronica never stopped respecting Alice as her teacher.

She closed her beautiful green eyes, trying to ignore the giggles, her fingernails digging into Ethan’s knees.

The faint sting of her nails on his skin only made his cock throb inside her.

All she had to do was lift her ass.

The moment she rose, Ethan gripped those buttocks and dragged her back down against his hips, once again showing no mercy.

Veronica’s movements grew more erratic, and her legs began to tremble. Then, with a moan that was almost a scream, her ass slammed down onto Ethan’s pelvis one last time.

The sharp thud echoed through the room. Her buttocks quivered after the impact, and the tremors took a long time to fade.

Meanwhile, her pussy clenched around his cock in spasms, milking him as if she refused to let a single drop escape.

Buried deep inside her, with the head of his cock pressed directly against her womb, Ethan came. He grunted into the breasts smothering his face, filling Veronica with jet after jet of semen.

Veronica shuddered as she felt the heat spreading inside her.