The Return of the Cannon Fodder Trillion Heiress - Chapter 732

Chapter 732: Chapter 732 Together
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WARNING!!!

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

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As Rafael continued rubbing himself between Hera’s ass cheeks without pushing inside, he aimed to stir her curiosity, teasing her with the promise of what it would feel like. At the same time, he skillfully stimulated her other weak spots, ensuring she was overwhelmed with pleasure.

Zhane, positioned in front of her, fondled her breasts, his fingers kneading and teasing as he bit his lip, his eyes dark with desire. Hera’s hand wrapped around his length, stroking him with increasing rhythm, though her movements faltered each time a new wave of pleasure coursed through her from Luke and Rafael’s relentless teasing.

Sensing her struggle, Zhane guided her hand, steadying her pace to ensure she wouldn’t lose her grip, all while reveling in the intoxicating sensation of her touch.

Then, Rafael leaned into Hera’s shoulder, his breath hot and heavy against her skin, his teeth grazing her shoulder blade as he panted.

“Little minx, can’t you feel it?” he murmured, his voice deep and husky. “Can you imagine how incredible it would be, me stretching you from behind while Luke fucks your brains out from the front? I’m sure we’d fuck you in the best way.” He let out a low chuckle, his lips brushing against the shell of her ear, his breath sending shivers down her spine.

Hera, now leaning against Rafael’s firm chest, remained silent, but the images he painted took root in her mind. Her eyelashes fluttered as the fantasy unfolded, heat spreading through her body.

And Luke—sensitive to every change in her—felt the way her walls clenched tighter around him, almost strangling his cock from the sheer excitement coursing through her.

But it didn’t stop there. Hera matched Luke’s rhythm, rolling her hips in a mesmerizing motion, as if she were riding a horse. The fluid sway of her body was tantalizing, her movements seamless like waves crashing against the shore.

Luke, completely entranced, leaned back into the mattress, his eyes locked onto the hypnotic motion of her hips. It wasn’t him driving her crazy anymore—it was her making him lose his mind. A deep, guttural groan escaped his lips as pleasure overtook him.

Letting go of Hera, he gripped the pillow beneath his head, his fingers digging into the fabric as he hissed through gritted teeth. “Fuck, baby… it feels so damn good.”

Now that Hera had taken control of the mischievous Luke, she shifted her attention to Zhane. With a sultry gaze, she leaned in and gave his lips a slow, teasing lick.

Zhane responded instantly, tilting closer and letting his tongue tangle with hers in a deep, heated kiss while her hand continued to stroke him with practiced ease.

Then, she pulled back just enough to whisper, “Zhane, stand up for me.”

Obediently, Zhane rose to his feet, adjusting his balance on the unsteady mattress that rocked beneath them due to Hera’s movements and Rafael’s. He had to steady himself, but when he did, his cock was now perfectly aligned in front of her face.

Hera glanced up at him with a sweet yet devilish smile before lowering her gaze to his aching length. Without breaking eye contact, she flicked her tongue over the crown of his cock, tracing the sensitive tip before dragging her tongue slowly along the length of his shaft in a tantalizing tease. Zhane’s breath hitched, his fingers twitching at his sides as he fought the urge to grab onto her.

She smirked at his reaction, then, without another word, she parted her lips and took him into her mouth, inch by inch, until she could fit as much of him as her small mouth would allow.

She felt the strain in her jaw but refused to stop, determined to take him deeper as she continued sucking him with steady, deliberate movements.

At the same time, her hips rolled fluidly against Luke, while Rafael pressed his hard length between her soft, perky cheeks, rubbing against her with agonizing slowness.

Zhane let out a low groan, his fingers curling into fists at his sides as he fought the overwhelming urge to thrust into her mouth and bury himself deep in her throat while holding the back of her head in place.

Instead, he slowly rocked his hips in controlled movements, savoring the wet heat surrounding him. His free hand ran through his slightly damp hair, pushing it back as he bit his lip, his gaze locked onto Hera’s.

Her eyes, already glossy with unshed tears, flicked up to meet his. The sight of her gagging slightly on his length, her lashes fluttering as she struggled to take more, sent a rush of heat through him.

The way she looked at him—so eager, so sinful—nearly made him lose control right then and there.

“Ugh, Hera! You’re driving me crazy!” Zhane groaned, his voice thick with pleasure as he let out a shaky breath. Little by little, he started thrusting deeper into her mouth, the wet, sinful sound of her gagging growing louder with each movement.

At the same time, Hera felt her own pleasure building, an intoxicating heat curling in her belly. She rode Luke faster, her hips moving with desperate urgency, chasing the bliss that was quickly overwhelming her.

Rafael, still restraining himself from claiming her in the way he truly wanted, fought the urge with every ounce of his willpower. But he couldn’t tear his eyes away from her ass—especially from the way her little hole tightened and relaxed each time she lifted her ass while riding Luke.

The temptation was maddening, and despite knowing her reluctance, he couldn’t stop himself from rubbing against it every time she moved, his breath growing heavier with need.

“Fuck, little minx, I want you to ride me just as hard—I need to feel you wrapped around me,” Rafael groaned, his voice thick with desire. As he exhaled, his warm breath caressed her sweaty back, sending a shiver down her spine as the contrast of heat and coolness heightened her sensitivity.

“Stop whining, Rafael. If anyone should be dying here, it’s me,” Dave grumbled from behind, his tone laced with frustration. “I can’t even find a way to get closer to her.” His words made the others pause for a moment—until now, they’d almost forgotten he was still there.

It was rare for Dave, the usual loudmouth, to stay so quiet. But the fact that he had been silently watching all this time, waiting for his turn, made them realize just how absorbed they had been.

But even after speaking up, Dave remained where he was, simply watching. He knew Hera couldn’t handle all of them at once, and the last thing he wanted was to pressure her. So, he held back, waiting as the intensity in the room continued to build until they were all teetering on the edge.

Rafael gritted his teeth, gripping Hera’s ass tightly as he sandwiched his cock between her cheeks, his breathing ragged. Luke, now fully in control, held her hips firmly and slammed into her with deep, relentless thrusts, setting a rougher rhythm that had Hera’s entire body trembling.

Each thrust sent a ripple through her, making her jaw tighten involuntarily—something that Zhane, who was still buried in her mouth, felt every time.

“F-Fuck, Luke! You’re doing this on purpose, aren’t you?” Zhane growled, bracing himself as the overwhelming pleasure coiled inside him, pushing him dangerously close to release.