The Return of the Cannon Fodder Trillion Heiress - Chapter 590

Chapter 590: Chapter 590 On The Bath
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WARNING!!!

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

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Xavier gently laid the drowsy Hera on the sofa in her room, carefully tucking a blanket around her to ensure she stayed warm.

Once she was settled, he headed to the bathroom to draw a hot bath for her.

While waiting for the tub to fill, he quickly ran to the living room to gather their scattered clothes, carrying them back to her room and placing them neatly in the laundry basket.

Not stopping there, he returned downstairs to tidy up, erasing any evidence that might raise questions from Amy and Hannah when they returned.

Xavier didn’t bother putting on any clothes as he moved around the room.

When the bath was ready, he carefully carried Hera into the bathtub with him, gently supporting her as he began to help her wash.

However, after tasting the forbidden fruit, there was no turning back for him.

He felt his blood rushing again, his thoughts clouded by desire.

Hera, drowsy and pliant, sat in front of him, her body partially submerged in the warm, steaming water.

Even so, her alluring figure was visible, her jade-like skin adorned with marks left by Leo, Zhane, and Rafael from the night before.

Now, his marks were among them, mingling with the others, a testament to his claim.

Xavier’s fingers glided over the marks he had left on her skin, his lips curling into a sly smirk.

His touch then trailed down to her perky breast, pausing at the tip of her nipple, eliciting a soft tremble from Hera’s body.

“Hera, your body is so sensitive,” he murmured in a deep, velvety tone, his breath teasing her ear.

Despite her exhaustion, Hera’s body betrayed her, responding instinctively to Xavier’s touch.

She couldn’t tell if she was simply too overwhelmed by desire or if his words were true—perhaps her body really was as sensitive as he claimed.

Xavier gazed down at Hera, her quickened breaths drawing him closer.

With both index fingers, he began to tease her sensitive nipples, his touch light and deliberate, like a playful caress.

Leaning in, he pressed his lips to her neck, alternating between soft kisses and gentle licks, leaving a trail of warmth on her skin.

Hera’s hand instinctively reached for his strong arm, but her grip was feeble, her strength subdued by the sensations coursing through her.

Xavier’s teasing touch shifted as he cupped her full breasts, kneading them with firm yet tender hands, eliciting a soft moan from Hera.

“They’re so soft and perfectly fill my hands,” he whispered, his voice low and sultry against her ear.

His lips then moved to her earlobe, licking it sensuously before capturing it between his teeth, adding a tantalizing edge to his affection.

Hera’s mind had completely short-circuited, her thoughts dissolving into the overwhelming sensations coursing through her body.

She leaned back against Xavier’s solid chest, surrendering herself entirely to the moment.

His left hand traced a deliberate path down to her stomach, his fingertips drawing slow, circular motions around her navel, sending a ticklish yet heated sensation rippling from her core.

As her breathing quickened, Xavier’s hand continued its descent.

His long fingers danced teasingly over her sensitive folds, eliciting a shiver from Hera.

Then, with deliberate precision, he gently slid two fingers inside, his touch both tender and electrifying, igniting a fiery response that made her arch instinctively into him.

As Hera gasped, Xavier’s right hand gently captured her chin, tilting her face upward to meet his intense gaze.

Without hesitation, he claimed her lips in a hungry, possessive kiss, his desire palpable in every movement.

His tongue traced sensually over her lips, coaxing them apart before plunging inside, deepening the kiss with raw passion.

Overwhelmed by the fire igniting between them, Hera instinctively reached up with her right arm, curling it around his neck.

Her response was fervent, their tongues intertwining in a dance of mutual desire, pulling her deeper into the intoxicating connection.

With every pump of his fingers, Xavier felt Hera’s wet, hot walls tightening around his fingers, sending waves of anticipation through his body.

His own arousal showed no sign of subsiding. Unable to resist any longer, he effortlessly lifted Hera as if she weighed nothing, turning her to face him.

With his hands firmly gripping her hips, he positioned her above his throbbing cock, his intense gaze locked on her flushed, beautiful face.

In one smooth, powerful motion, he thrust her down onto him, fully claiming her.

Hera let out a breathless gasp, her arms wrapping tightly around his neck as she leaned back, her spine arching in a display of raw, unrestrained passion.

“AH!” Hera moaned, her legs folded on either side of Xavier’s powerful thighs.

After so much intimacy with the four of them, her body had grown accustomed to the overwhelming sensations—there was no longer any pain, only wave after wave of pure pleasure.

Breathing heavily, Hera leaned into Xavier, her chest brushing against his as she began to move her hips in a slow, deliberate rhythm.

The steady motion sent sparks of pleasure through her, but this time, it was Xavier who seemed undone.

Groans escaped his lips, his hands gripping her hips as if to steady himself, and the sight of him losing control emboldened Hera.

A newfound confidence surged within her, and she quickened her pace, taking control of their shared passion.

“Hera… Hera… it feels so good,” Xavier murmured, his voice trembling with pleasure as he rested his forehead against her shoulder.

Hera’s rhythmic movements, sliding up and down his cock, sent shivers through him, and the flush spreading across his shoulders deepened.

Xavier lifted his gaze to her, his teeth sinking into his lower lip, a mix of restraint and unfiltered desire etched across his face.

He looked utterly undone, as though drowning in ecstasy, and the sight filled Hera with a profound sense of satisfaction.

Her heart swelled with pride and accomplishment, driving her to move faster, plunging herself harder and deeper, each motion squeezing him tighter.

Her own pleasure surged, overwhelming her senses as she arched her back, her eyes lifting to the ceiling. Her arms clung to Xavier’s neck with a desperate intensity, as if anchoring herself amidst the torrent of sensations.

“Ha!” Hera exhaled shakily, her breaths coming in shallow pants as her moans echoed softly in the bathroom.

She felt a rare sense of control this time, yet the overwhelming pleasure coursing through her body made her feel as though every ounce of energy was being drained.

Her heart pounded relentlessly in her chest, each beat so fierce it felt like it might burst at any moment.

“Hera, don’t stop… don’t stop,” Xavier urged, his voice thick with need.

His hands gripped her hips firmly, guiding her movements, but his touch grew bolder.

His fingers slid to her firm, perky ass, holding it tightly.

With a low, guttural snarl, he thrust her down harder, ensuring he was buried as deeply as possible inside her.

The intensity left both of them trembling, the connection between them electric and undeniable.

Xavier intensified his movements, plunging her to his cock with deeper, more deliberate thrusts, drawing cries of pleasure from Hera.

As the intensity grew, he shifted control, guiding her to straddle his hips.