Reborn As Noble Chapter 1212: Domestic Chaos at Dawn ( 1212 )

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Previously on Reborn As Noble...
Javier boldly began intimate relations with Felicia in front of Liana and Gloria, carrying her to the bed while still joined despite their protests. Mimi and Delya watched eagerly as he brought Felicia to climax, with Gloria then assertively joining by cleansing and guiding him into her. Liana countered competitively, drawing Javier's focus to her breast and vowing to exhaust everyone until morning.

The following morning.

Gloria roused gradually, her frame weary and aching deeply. Limpness plagued her muscles, her arms and legs weighed down heavily, every inch tender and drained.

Her gaze remained foggy as she peered about in bewilderment.

What... happened?

Struggling to prop herself upright, she massaged her brow amid a surge of vertigo, then scanned the room.

Felicia lay sprawled nude on the ground, Mimi hunched over nearby, Delya collapsed limply close by.

A jolt ran through Gloria's body from the throbbing in her butthole, an acute, strange ache causing her to stiffen.

Why the pain... there?

Blinking to sharpen her sight, she spotted the drenched bed, shining in the dawn glow.

W... what... is all this?

Twisting toward the entrance, she stretched for a cover but found none, shielding her breasts and pussy with her palms just as Liana entered.

"L... Liana?"

Liana shut the door and secured it, approaching them with deliberate, rigid steps hinting at persistent discomfort from the residual soreness. She halted, eyeing Gloria sharply.

Liana pressed her palm to her mouth, flashing Gloria a taunting grin. "Arara~? You just woke up now~? Hmm? Miss Second Wife who couldn’t wait?"

"Ugh!" Gloria rubbed her temple, shooting Liana a fierce look. "Don’t shout... head’s still pounding."

"Oh my~ Didn’t even raise my tone, Miss Second Wife~" Liana giggled lightly, hands on hips before clapping sharply. "Everyone, up now!"

Gloria clamped her ears, glaring intensely at Liana. "Liana, what’s that for!? Ugh! Too irritating first thing."

Liana grinned slyly. "What else? Time to tidy the room and swap these soaked sheets for proper rest."

Grasping Gloria’s wrist, she yanked her from the bed. "You first, off so we can replace the sheet."

"Eeeeppp!!" Gloria clutched her rear at the sudden twinge, peeking back before facing Liana. "Why’s my butt stinging? What went down last night?"

"Arara?" Liana smirked. "Forgot last night already, Miss Second Wife? Hmm?" Arms folded, she eyed Gloria. "Loudest screamer was you. Especially climaxing—those moans echoed outside~"

Gloria chewed her lip, soothing her butt. "I don’t moan like that!" she snapped.

"My~" Liana laughed. "Didn’t you? A recording would prove your volume."

Gloria winced attempting to step. "Liana! Ugh! Butt hurts terribly!"

"You hurting? Hmm?" Liana squinted at her. "Not alone—everyone’s sore. You made Young Master go berserk last night. Even jammed his dick in our buttholes after you claimed it felt amazing."

"R... really? I said that?" Gloria gasped in shock.

"Yes, you did. Pleasure overload let Young Master thrust into your butthole amid screams. That unleashed him fully."

"I... I did?" Gloria’s eyes bulged.

"Yes! Your fault everyone’s buttholes ache. Now shift! Grab fresh sheets or wake them for washing!"

"Ugh! So commanding today." Gloria pouted, shuffling gingerly, grimacing per step. Bending to rouse Felicia, she recoiled sharply.

"Eeep!!! L... Liana!!!"

Liana sighed deeply, halting her stripping of the mattress sheet. "What is it now, Gloria?"

"Did my butt... rip or what?" Gloria queried, puzzled and worried.

"I don’t know." Liana shrugged, resuming the sheet removal.

"Why aren’t you hurting like me?" Gloria pressed.

"Huh?" Liana shot her a stern glance. "Who said I’m painless?" Shaking her head, "I guided Young Master properly, unlike you letting him ravage wildly." Pausing, she glared. "Still, my asshole fell to Young Master too. Thanks to you."

Shaking her head again, she yanked off the soaked sheet fully. "Good I was last, but Felicia, Delya, Mimi wailed in tears when he rampaged."

Stepping down, she bundled the damp sheet, looking back.

"All your doing."

"H... how’s it my fault?" Gloria eyed Liana closely. "Young Master flipped wild right after you begged him to suck your breast."

Liana froze post-basketing the sheet, exhaling lengthily.

"I don’t know what you mean. Breast-sucking doesn’t unhinge Young Master."

"Really? Hmm? Then why’d his dick swell bigger, harder post-suck?" Gloria eyed Liana doubtfully.

"No more questions! Rouse them!" Liana snapped.

Gloria folded arms, cocking her head. "Hmm... fishy."

Observing Liana’s routine—flipping the bed after cleanse magic.

Liana sighed at Gloria. "Rouse Felicia, Mimi. I’ll handle Delya."

"Hmm..." Gloria shrugged, cautiously nudging Felicia.

"Felicia... Felicia~" Gloria cooed playfully, breathily.

Smirking, she trailed fingers to Felicia’s pussy, circling the clitoris softly.

"Mm~ H... husband... I... I can’t... anymore..." Felicia murmured, butt twitching, body wriggling asleep.

Liana, set to wake Delya, stopped and eyed Gloria.

"What are you doing?"

Gloria giggled softly. "Nothing~ Love her reactions~" Eyeing bent-over Mimi, "Ara~ Wonder Mimi’s to this." Gloria prodded Mimi’s butthole.

Mimi bolted awake in frenzy.

"Nyaaaaa!!! Husband!! No more nyaaaaa!" Mimi spun, shielding her butt, gaze bleary as she fled.

Spotting Gloria’s muffled laugh.

"Nyaaaa!!! Gloria!!!"

( End Of Chapter )