The Return of the Cannon Fodder Trillion Heiress - Chapter 565

Chapter 565: Chapter 565 Two Against One
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WARNING!!!

A little more than [MATURE CONTENT] in this chapter!!!

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The heat of it made Hera feel as if she were caught in a blaze, consumed by the depth of his feelings.

But Rafael didn’t wait for her reply. He kissed her again, his lips claiming hers in a deep, lingering kiss.

He sucked gently on her soft, red lips, biting them lightly.

When Hera gasped, he took the opportunity to slip his tongue into her mouth, coaxing it to dance with his.

His other hand moved to pull her waist closer, momentarily forgetting that Zhane was still holding Hera.

Even as Zhane stirred beside her, causing Hera’s heart to leap in her chest, Rafael didn’t stop.

Instead, he pressed his leg more firmly between her thighs, feeling the heat radiating from her core.

A growl escaped him, primal and hungry, as he sensed her desire building.

He rubbed his knees against her core, the fabric of her clothes the only barrier between them.

Hera shuddered, feeling a tightening sensation that made her pulse quicken, heat pooling between her legs.

Rafael’s hand, resting on her waist, began to massage her gently, inching upward until it reached her chest.

His fingers kneaded the base of her breast before slipping beneath the fabric of her clothes.

“Hmmm…” Hera unconsciously moaned, quickly stifling the sound in fear that Zhane might wake.

To her surprise, this secret moment only deepened the knot in her stomach, a mix of anticipation and nervousness swirling within her as she wondered if Zhane would stir and discover them.

‘Damn, is this what it feels like to be a cheater? The rush of being caught?’ Hera thought, her mind racing.

‘But we’re not cheating… still, the thrill is undeniable.’

Rafael’s voice, low and filled with unspoken desire, cut through her thoughts. “Little minx, it seems I’m not doing enough to keep your mind from wandering while I’m here with you.”

Hera opened her mouth to protest, but before she could say anything, Rafael silenced her with a deep, hungry kiss.

His tongue plunged into her mouth, claiming her with an intensity that left her breathless.

His hands slipped under her bra, pinching her nipple with a force that sent a jolt of pleasure through her body.

“Ah!” Hera moaned into Rafael’s kiss, her body responding instinctively.

She could sense him smiling against her lips, his warm breath mingling with hers in the darkness.

The lack of light seemed to heighten every sensation, making Rafael’s touch burn with intensity.

Her desire surged, and she felt her core clenching, her breath hitching with each gentle lick and teasing bite he gave her lips.

It was as if he was coaxing her to let go, urging her to surrender to the moment.

Rafael didn’t stop. His hand found her breast, gripping it possessively as his lips trailed down to her jaw.

His tongue flicked along her skin, and then his teeth gently grazed her jaw, teasing as if he wanted to take a bite.

The sensation sent a surge of electricity through her, her scalp tingling, and her body trembling.

Her eyes fluttered as the sensation overwhelmed her, and a soft moan escaped her lips.

“Hmm…” she sighed, gasping sharply as his touch deepened. “Ah!”

She felt another hand slip inside her clothes, sliding directly into her panties from behind. In an instant, Hera froze, her breath catching in her throat, as if her heart might leap from her chest.

“So, you’ve been awake this whole time?” Rafael murmured, his voice low and thick with desire. He lowered his lips to her neck, sucking gently as he moved closer.

“How could I possibly sleep when you’re making moves right beside me?” Zhane murmured, his voice low and teasing.

“Aren’t you hoping I’d wake up and help you, especially since you seem to be struggling to move?”

Without waiting for an answer, his hand slid confidently into Hera’s panties, his fingers finding her clit with practiced ease.

He caressed her, drawing soft circles that sent shivers through her body before trailing lower. “You’re so wet,” he whispered into her ear, his breath warm and tantalizing against her skin.

As he nibbled on her earlobe, a quiet growl escaping him, his middle finger slipped inside her, eliciting a gasp from her lips.

Pressing his body firmly against Hera’s back, Zhane moved with an unrelenting intensity, his presence enveloping her completely.

Hera was now caught between the two of them—Rafael in front, his body pressing firmly against hers, and Zhane behind, his touch unrelenting.

Zhane’s other hand slid beneath her body, reaching up from the mattress to grip her other breast while his fingers continued their rhythmic thrusts into her wet pussy.

“Ha… ha… ha…” Hera’s panting filled the room, her body trembling under the intensity of their shared heat.

Their hot breaths brushed against her bare skin, sending shivers racing down her spine.

Rafael had long since pulled her clothes away, exposing her soft, fair skin to their eager touch.

Even in the darkness, where neither of them could see much, Hera’s cheeks flushed with a mixture of arousal and shyness.

It felt as though their eyes could pierce through the shadows, seeing her entirely—leaving her feeling bare in more ways than one.

“Don’t be shy. You can moan louder,” Rafael murmured, his voice deep and coaxing as his fingers teased Hera’s sensitive nipple.

Slowly, he trailed his mouth downward, his lips grazing her heated skin and leaving a damp, tantalizing trail of saliva in his trail.

When he reached the soft mound that fit perfectly in his large hand, he didn’t hesitate.

His lips closed around her nipple, sucking and nibbling with just the right amount of pressure.

“Ah!” Hera gasped louder this time, her voice trembling with pleasure.

An indescribable wave of arousal surged through her, making her mind blank out as her body surrendered completely, letting itself be carried by the flood of sensation.

Without even realizing it, Hera began grinding her hips against Zhane’s hand, her movements instinctive and desperate as soft moans escaped her lips.

“Ah!” she cried out, her voice growing louder with every motion.

“That’s it,” Zhane encouraged, his voice thick with excitement.

“Ride my fingers.” His free hand teased her further, pinching her nipples as her hips continued their rhythm.

Each grind of her body occasionally brushed against his cock, drawing a sharp hiss from him as he bit his lower lip.

The pressure was almost too much to bear, his shaft hardening to the point of aching steel.

A guttural groan slipped from Zhane’s lips as he thrust his fingers deeper into her slick heat, adding another finger without hesitation.

Hera’s moans grew louder, her walls clenching tightly around him, her body responding uncontrollably.

“You’re so tight,” Zhane murmured, his arousal evident in every word, his breathing ragged as he lost himself in her pleasure.

Rafael propped himself up, and it was as if an unspoken understanding passed between the two men.

Without a word, Zhane followed suit, momentarily pausing and pulling his hands away from beneath Hera’s clothes.

She blinked in a daze, confused and breathless at their sudden stop.

Zhane sat up against the headboard, arranging a few pillows behind him before gently pulling Hera into his embrace.

Without saying anything, Rafael began to strip Hera of her clothes, piece by piece.

Her lashes fluttered, her mind spinning as she tried to understand what they were doing.

Then, she gasped sharply, her back arching instinctively as she melted deeper into Zhane’s arms.

“Be good,” Zhane murmured, his voice a low command as he captured her lips in a deep, heated kiss.

His hands roamed her body, kneading her breasts with deliberate care, eliciting soft whimpers from her.

Rafael moved down between her legs, his lips and tongue teasing her pussy in slow, deliberate strokes.

The sudden wave of pleasure made Hera cry out in shock and ecstasy, her body trembling uncontrollably. Every nerve in her body felt alive, her breaths coming in ragged gasps.

Through the kiss, Zhane chuckled softly, his tone teasing.

“You’re so sensitive… so cute,” he murmured against her lips, his words sending another jolt of heat coursing through her.

But Rafael wasn’t done driving Hera wild.

As his tongue flicked and teased her clit, he slid two fingers inside her, curling them with precision.

The sudden rush of pleasure made Hera jolt, her body arching involuntarily.

“No, not there!” she yelped, her voice shaky and breathless, barely more than a whisper between ragged breaths.

She bit her lower lip in an attempt to contain the overwhelming sensations coursing through her, but Zhane wouldn’t let her hide.

Gently, he tilted her chin upward, his gaze locking with hers.

“Don’t bite your lips,” he said in a low, coaxing tone before leaning in to capture her mouth.

His tongue plunged in, swallowing her gasps and moans as he deepened the kiss, leaving her no room to resist.

Hera’s senses were overwhelmed, her body trembling and growing weaker as the relentless assault of pleasure continued.

Rafael’s skilled hands and tongue worked in perfect tandem, and the more her body reacted—helpless and vulnerable—the more the two men seemed to thrive on her responses, their movements becoming even more fervent and focused.

Soon, Rafael felt her inner walls tighten around his fingers, a telltale sign of her impending climax.

A wicked grin spread across his lips as he increased the pace of his thrusts, his tongue flicking faster over her sensitive clit.

Hera’s moans turned into a scream of ecstasy as her body gave in, waves of pleasure crashing through her in an explosive release.