The Return of the Cannon Fodder Trillion Heiress - Chapter 731

Chapter 731: Chapter 731 Backdoor
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WARNING!!!

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

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Zhane and Rafael let out amused chuckles at Luke’s teasing remark, the realization settling in—every single one of them had lost their virginity to the same woman. Each of them was possessive, jealous in their own way, yet somehow, they had managed to share her. It was almost absurd when they thought about it.

Another wave of laughter spread through the group, even Dave couldn’t help but shake his head with a chuckle. The irony of it all wasn’t lost on him. “Can you not say it like my sweetheart was out there fooling around, popping cherries left and right? It sounds weird.” Dave grumbled, his tone caught between amusement and exasperation.

Luke paused, considering it for a moment. It did sound strange, but the truth was—she had popped six cherries already.

Hera, still catching her breath from the intensity of her climax, raised an eyebrow at his words. The way he said it made her sound promiscuous, but… he wasn’t wrong. She had taken all of their first times, while she had given hers to Leo.

Then again, Alice was originally supposed to be their first, but hey—she had stolen them away from the so-called female lead. And now, she was surrounded by four men, all looking at her like hungry wolves.

Luke, noticing her gaze settling on him, felt a slow smile stretch across his lips.

“Hey there, babe. Ready for the next round?” Luke teased, his voice dripping with amusement. “We were just congratulating our boy Dave here—he’s officially graduated from virginity and joined the club.” He smirked. “Which means the real fun starts now.”

His devilishly handsome grin deepened with unspoken meaning before he crashed his lips onto Hera’s.

Dave, still catching up, suddenly realized what Luke truly meant. Before this, Luke had treated him like a clueless kid, teasing him relentlessly. But now that they were standing on equal ground, the jokes were over.

Luke and the others weren’t going to hold back anymore. That little moment of playful banter? It had just been a brief reprieve—giving Hera a chance to rest before the real game began.

Luke carried Hera to the center of the bed, his lips never leaving hers, while Zhane and Rafael watched from their spots, anticipation thick in the air. As he settled onto the pillows, he gently guided Hera on top of him, his hands resting firmly on her hips.

“Now, baby,” he murmured, his voice dripping with challenge, “I want you to ride me. Show me how you’ll take this cock of mine.”

His smirk deepened, golden eyes darkened with lust as they locked onto hers, reflecting her flushed, breathless form. Hera hesitated for a moment, heat crawling up her skin.

Four pairs of eyes followed her every movement, filled with raw hunger. Her thighs trembled slightly as she straddled him, her legs resting on either side of his hips.

Beneath her, she could feel the hard length of him pressing against her core, the prominent veins bulging out, teasing her with the promise of what was to come.

Hera hesitated for a moment, her eyes meeting Luke’s as she steadied herself. Slowly, she reached down, wrapping her fingers around his hard length, guiding it to her entrance. The tip pressed against her, stretching her inch by inch as she took a shaky breath, her throat tightening with anticipation.

But that brief hesitation was all the invitation Luke needed. A wicked glint flashed in his golden eyes, and without warning, he thrust his hips upward.

“Ah!” Hera cried out as Luke buried his full length inside her, sending a jolt of pleasure through her body like a surge of electricity. A shudder ran down her spine, and for a moment, she nearly lost her balance, her body overwhelmed by the sudden intrusion.

Luke caught her hands just before she could fall back, steadying her with ease. With a firm grip, he pulled her forward, pressing her upper body against his strong, sculpted chest. His hands slid down to grasp the soft curves of her ass, lifting her effortlessly before slamming her back down onto him.

Another sharp cry of ecstasy escaped Hera’s lips as he filled her completely once more, her body trembling from the intensity of it all.

“L-Luke!” Hera gasped between ragged breaths, her body trembling from the relentless pace he set. But Luke had no intention of stopping, and before she could gather herself, Rafael and Zhane moved in closer.

“Luke, turn her over. I want in on the action too,” Rafael said, his voice thick with desire. His plan was to have Luke lay Hera against his chest so he could slide his cock between her legs—but Luke had a different idea.

“Why don’t you take the backdoor?” Luke suggested, his lips curling into a wicked smirk, his hips still slamming into Hera without mercy.

“B-Backdoor?” Hera’s breath hitched, the meaning of his words sinking in despite her dazed state. Though her voice was weak and breathless, she still managed to question him.

Luke’s golden eyes gleamed mischievously as his devilish grin widened. “Yes, the backdoor,” he repeated, his tone dripping with dark amusement. And this time, he didn’t just say it—he acted on it.

His middle finger traced a slow, teasing path up the curve of her ass before pressing firmly against the tight ring of muscle. Without warning, he pushed his finger inside, making Hera cry out in shock, her entire body jolting. Instinctively, she tried to push herself up, away from him, but Luke’s grip tightened, holding her firmly in place.

“No! No! No!” Hera protested, her voice firm despite her breathless panting. Without hesitation, she pushed Luke onto the bed, pinning him in position with surprising strength.

Something in her aura shifted. Though she was still gasping for air, this time, she was the one in control.

“No backdoor!” she declared, her flushed cheeks puffing slightly as she pouted. “I don’t want things to get messy.”

The mere thought of Rafael trying to fit his massive cock into her ass made her shudder. What if she had trouble pooping afterward? The idea alone sent a wave of reluctance crashing over her, countless concerns flashing through her mind. There were some things she just wasn’t ready for, and this was definitely one of them.

She was open-minded and accepting of many things—after all, that was why she was even making love with these men. Her willingness to explore was all thanks to her best friend’s influence, but even so, she knew her limits, both mentally and physically.

If she let these men stretch her open in both holes at once… what would happen to her then? Just the thought made her shudder. She couldn’t even begin to imagine it.

Luke looked at her with a wronged expression, his lips curving into a slight pout.

“No? Really a no?” he asked, almost pleadingly. “Wouldn’t that help us take you all together?”

“Little minx, I don’t mind any mess—I promise to clean it up personally later,” Rafael murmured, his gaze locked onto Luke’s finger, which was still buried in Hera’s ass.

Without a word, Luke resumed his movements, slowly sliding his finger in and out while simultaneously rocking his hips in a slow, deliberate rhythm. It was as if he was coaxing her, tempting her to give in, to feel the pleasure he promised.

And she did feel it—an unfamiliar yet strangely stimulating sensation coursing through her. But despite the pleasure, a strong reluctance remained. Biting her lip, she reached back, attempting to push Luke’s hand away, determined to resist.

Instead, Luke leaned in closer, capturing Hera’s left nipple between his lips, his tongue swirling around the sensitive bud while he gazed up at her. Though all he could see was the curve of her jaw, he kept his eyes locked upward, his touch both possessive and teasing.

At the same time, his hips surged upward, thrusting deeper and rougher, his rhythm relentless. His finger continued its assault on her ass, pressing and moving with wicked intent.

“Ah! L-Luke!” Hera gasped, nearly confessing how good it felt—but she caught herself just in time. Admitting it would only be an invitation for Rafael to take Luke’s suggestion seriously, and she wasn’t ready to give him that kind of permission.

“There’s actually a way to make the backdoor more comfortable for you,” Zhane suggested, his gaze locked on Hera. “We could use lube—it would make it easier and less painful for your first time. It’ll help Rafael slide in smoothly until you get used to his size.”

As he spoke, he moved closer, guiding Hera’s hand to his throbbing cock. His grip urged her fingers to stroke him, his breath hitching as he finally indulged in her touch. Watching without joining in had left him aching, and now, he wasn’t going to wait any longer.

As they continued coaxing Hera, Rafael moved in from behind, his lips trailing soft, lingering kisses down her back. His right hand traveled over her smooth skin, gliding down to her lower belly, where he could feel the bulge each time Luke thrust deeper inside her. Pressing down gently, he sent a wave of pleasure coursing through her, making her shudder beneath his touch.

At the same time, his other hand found her clit, rubbing slow, teasing circles that had her trembling. Luke, sensing Rafael’s intentions, withdrew his fingers from her ass and instead used his hands to spread her open, offering her up.

Rafael groaned as he rubbed the thick length of his cock between her perky ass cheeks, the sensation of her soft skin against his hardness making him shiver. “Fuck, you’re just so perfect, little minx,” he murmured, his voice husky with desire as his cock slid between the tight space, teasing her with what was to come.