Shota's Isekai NTR Adventure Chapter 2194 2194: Another way of using creation power (2)

"Mmh."

A faint sound of pleasure escaped Rose as the second set of nipple clips were secured.

However, with that done, I shifted my attention to the next person, paying no mind to her reactions.

After all, these clips weren't meant for just one individual; four pairs had been prepared for the four of them, and each would receive their turn.

Thus, I moved on to the second woman.

This application proved slightly more challenging, as the clips were a bit smaller than anticipated.

Cecilia possessed the most magnificent pair of breasts I had ever laid eyes on, and her nipples were equally prodigious, which was precisely why the current clips seemed inadequate.

Despite my efforts, the clips struggled to fasten onto her sensitive skin.

"Mmh, mmh, mmh."

Her soft moans filled the air, a testament to her enjoyment of the prolonged teasing. She seemed to revel in the attention, even as I fumbled with the clips.

Still, this was merely a prelude.

In the end, I opted to use a touch of my divine creation energy, subtly reshaping the clip to a larger size.

Once adjusted, it easily secured onto Cecilia's nipples. By this point, I noticed the tell-tale dampness between her legs, a clear sign of her heightened arousal.

It appeared the process of attaching the clips had been quite stimulating for her.

From the periphery, I caught Haley and Angela observing me intently.

"When is it our turn?"

Their eager question caught me slightly off guard; this hadn't been my original intention. Yet, having started, it seemed only right to extend the experience to the remaining two.

Consequently, as I fitted the clips onto them, I deliberately slowed the process, mirroring the teasing I'd given Cecilia.

This time, however, it was Rose who displayed a hint of jealousy.

"Why didn't you treat me the same way?"

Balancing everyone's desires proved to be a delicate act, so I decided to cease the teasing with the clips for the moment.

Instead, I stood before them, my gaze sweeping over each of them with an air of appreciation.

Met with my admiring stare, all four women blushed, a wave of embarrassment washing over them.

Yet, their shyness didn't lead them to avert their eyes.

It wasn't as if I was unfamiliar with their forms.

A mischievous grin spread across my face as I announced, "Now that you're all prepared, I believe it's time for you to begin."

The four exchanged puzzled glances at my words, their confusion swiftly dissolving into shock as I continued.

"It's time for you to make some music."

Initially, they seemed unsure of my meaning, but the subtle auditory cues quickly made my intention clear. What I wanted was evident.

It was still an undeniably embarrassing prospect for them, though.

Sensing their hesitation, I offered a subtle gesture of encouragement, raising my hand.

Unhesitatingly, I reached beneath Rose's breast, applying gentle upward pressure.

The moment I released, a clear, bell-like chime resonated through the air.

"Ah…"

Then, without pause, I moved to the others, performing the same action.

Each of them responded with involuntary moans as I continued.

With that momentary distraction concluded, I turned my attention back to Rose, reaching between her legs to offer a rather special kind of stimulation.

"Ah, ah, ah, I'm almost there."

Just as she neared her climax, I abruptly ceased my ministrations.

Rose looked up at me, a flicker of indignation in her eyes, but I remained unmoved, refusing to continue despite her clear desire.

Meeting all their gazes, I declared with a wicked smile, "The one who creates the most delightful sound shall receive the prize."

With such an explicit incentive, they quickly understood the challenge laid before them.

They cast dubious looks my way, as if finding the task difficult, but the smirk never left my face. After all, I had orchestrated this entire scenario, and there was no turning back now.

Seeing my unwavering resolve, Angela was the first to take action.

One might assume the demure princess would be hesitant to embrace such explicit behavior, but I knew the reality differed from her public persona. While she projected an image of innocence to the outside world, her true nature revealed itself when we were alone.

Once Angela initiated, the others soon followed suit.

After all, the allure of the prize was a powerful motivator for each of them.

As they engaged in the task, I simply savored the captivating sight before me.

The cacophony of sounds, a medley of chiming bells, was certainly attention-grabbing, but the rhythmic swaying of their ample bosoms was truly mesmerizing.

Given their proximity and the significant size of their breasts, they began to inadvertently brush against each other, amplifying the symphony of sounds and creating an even more stimulating spectacle.