The Heart System Chapter 481

Minne's cries rose higher, becoming more breathless. Her petite frame quivered within my embrace, her pussy pulsing around my shaft with each deliberate push. Tessa's tongue continued its dance on her clit, drawing steady loops with sporadic lashes, as Jasmine moved to the opposite nipple, tweaking and twirling it in rhythm with my movements.

"Master... oh... it feels so wonderful... all of you... caressing me... entering me..."

I pressed my lips to the curve of her neck, my voice gravelly against her flesh. "You're accepting me so flawlessly... this tight little pussy holding me so firmly... I'm going to flood you once more... ensure my child remains secure deep within you..."

"Yes... please... fill me... I crave it... I desire everything from you..."

"Such a greedy one," Nala laughed lightly. "You're already carrying his child, Minne. Take it easy."

Tessa vibrated a hum against Minne's clit, causing her to jolt sharply in my hold. Jasmine drew one nipple between her lips over the fabric of her dress, her tongue darting rapidly. Nala's fingers trailed down my torso, nails scraping gently, while Kim continued to stroke Minne's hair and abdomen, murmuring gentle encouragements.

Minne's breaths came in gasps. "Master... I'm... I'm almost there... so near..."

"Climax with me," I rumbled, my hips accelerating, driving in deeper and more forcefully. "Let me sense you clenching around my cock... cum for daddy... demonstrate how much you adore being bred..."

Her entire form stiffened. Then she shattered.

Her wail was piercing and melodic, nearly a whimper, as her pussy squeezed in intense, quivering spasms. Her narrow hips bucked fiercely in my grasp, her juices gushing forth, drenching my cock and legs. Her spine curved against my torso, her head lolling back onto my shoulder, her mouth agape in a muted cry that evolved into shaky moans. Each throb of her release coursed through my length, drawing me in, coaxing me further.

"Master... cumming... oh... your... oh...!"

The vision and sensation of her climax drove me to the edge.

I let out a deep, guttural groan, my hips thrusting ahead one final time. Thick streams erupted into her, warm and copious, overflowing her entirely. I maintained my rhythm through the peak, deliberate and profound, forcing every bit as deep as possible. Minne mewled with each surge, her inner walls fluttering, extracting every jet until I was drained.

I cradled her tenderly as our highs subsided—her delicate body slack and shivering against me, my arms encircling her midsection protectively.

Once the final shudders ebbed, I planted a gentle kiss on her temple. "Good girl... so incredibly good."

She offered a faint smile, her eyes drowsily veiled. "Thank you... Master..."

Tessa raised her head, her lips glistening, a smirk on her face. "I hope the menu I requested is ready, little maid. Otherwise, I'll have to devour you instead."

Minne flushed deeply crimson, yet let out a soft giggle. "It's... it's nearly done, Miss Tessa..."

"Tonight." Jasmine stated with a grin. "I'm summoning Delilah and Kayla."

"I'll contact Mendy too," I said with a shrug. "Perhaps she'll join us?"

Tessa laughed as she rose. "Fingers crossed."

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The wait until evening felt like endless agony. Having completed our meals, we now relaxed in the living room with the television roaring. A laid-back vibe hung over everyone, Minne included. She nestled closely against me, her sweet smile lingering from morning, her head pillowed on my shoulder as I massaged the nape of her neck and gazed at the display.

A knock echoed at the entrance, and Minne began to rise. Before she could, I seized her waist and tugged her back to the sofa. A swift, startled yelp escaped her. I bent forward and brushed her lips with a tender kiss.

"I'll handle it. You're expecting, remember."

Her cheeks blazed scarlet as Tessa chuckled at our exchange. "Oh... t-thank you, Master."

I approached the door and flung it wide. Kayla and Delilah stood outside, eyes glued to their devices, utterly absorbed. They barely glanced up initially, simply entering and slipping off their footwear.

"So this is the fitness application you've been on?" Delilah inquired. "I must admit, the design is impressive."

"Exactly. That workout owes me my glutes."

"I swear," I interjected. "You're like a live promotion for that app, Kayla. Tessa and the rest have already installed it."

Kayla stowed her phone and beamed. "Excellent for them. Sound body, sound spirit."

Delilah grinned and pecked me briefly before shutting the door. She donned a lengthy coat and snug trousers that accentuated her figure. The swell of her pregnant tummy was now quite evident; it grew more prominent each day.

I assisted in removing her coat and placed it on the hanger. She appeared somewhat weary, probably from yet another clash with Ivy. Despite the timeline shift, their bond stayed strained. That was typical Ivy behavior.

"Got the full crew assembled, eh?" she said, surveying the space.

"Yes. Do you think it'll suffice?"

"Unclear. Got any more ladies you could invite?"

"Oh," Kayla chimed in. "I mentioned our setup to Mendy. She said she'd mull it over, but no guarantees."

"I'd have dispatched a ride for her personally," I remarked. "That woman..."

"How you convinced Mendy to even ponder group encounters baffles me," Kayla said, shaking her head. "You're something else."

"What's unbelievable is that rear," Delilah whispered, seeming envious. "I wonder if workouts are still okay during pregnancy."

Kayla and I observed Delilah settle with the group. We exchanged a casual lift of shoulders and a grin before trailing after her. The penthouse atmosphere was warm and inviting, a stark contrast to the thick snowfall accumulating beyond the windows. This seclusion heightened my comfort, though I couldn't pinpoint the reason.

"Delilah!" Jasmine exclaimed, shifting aside to create space. "Welcome! Take a seat."

"Hey, everyone." She dropped down with a deep sigh. "What a nightmare out there, huh?"

"Awful," Tessa grumbled. "We attempted some shopping earlier, but the center was swarming regardless of the storm. We quit soon and bought it all digitally."

"What'd you pick? Let me see."

Tessa retrieved her phone. "I eyed this... hold on, it's buffering... there. I wanted this nightie. Minne picked this dress, and Kim..."

"Hold off on that," I interrupted, moving to the kitchen. "Thirsty? Drinks for anyone?"

"I've been downing pineapple juice non-stop today," Kayla replied. "I'll skip."

"Why's that?" I questioned.

"Heard it improves your flavor," she said with a shrug. "Decided to test it."

"You realize that's folklore, don't you?" Kim noted. "A viral joke online."

"Possibly, but it was half price at the store, so I thought why not."

"Reasonable," I agreed. "Others?"

Following some light talk, Jasmine piped up. "Tea for us, please."

"It's merely the gentleman facade before he ravages us, ladies," Tessa cautioned. "Don't be deceived by the tea. He's feigning the ideal host."

"You got me, you sly imp."

Mik darted from the corridor and halted before Delilah. Their gazes met briefly before the feline sprang into her lap, spun around twice, and nestled in. Delilah seemed startled as she started stroking its head.

"Oh my! What's this adorable being?" she chuckled.

"We dub it a cat," Tessa explained. "Or the harbinger of doom."

"Or the ruiner of purses," Kim supplemented. "She devours excessively."

"I enforced a diet on her!" Tessa retorted sharply. "You all aren't sneaking food to her secretly, right?"

"Well," Kim admitted with a sheepish shrug. "If the dish looks barren, I might add some—"

"NO!" Tessa tousled her hair. "No, no, no. I'm responsible for meals. You can offer treats, but sparingly."

"Why so?" Delilah wondered.

"Because she's a plump menace," Tessa stated bluntly.

Delilah inhaled sharply. "Nooo. She's merely... plush. A tad."

Kayla approached and accompanied me to the kitchen. "I'll assist with the preparations."

"Wonderful. You could..."

My words halted as she knelt down. She gathered her hair and gazed upward, clutching my thighs. The tall counter fully concealed her from the others' sight. Staring into her eager, wide eyes, arousal hit me instantly. From this vantage, her backside in those form-fitting pants was stunning.

"Did you honestly believe I came to aid with the tea?" she snickered. "Simply lower your pants, Evan."

"Eagerly."

I dropped my trousers swiftly. Kayla wasted no time, enveloping my cock entirely in her mouth with a quiet moan. She bobbed her head rhythmically, with eager intensity. Each deep swallow revealed the bulge of my tip pressing against her throat's surface.

I leaned against the counter, the kettle starting to whistle as the water boiled. Beneath the stone ledge, reality shifted dramatically. Kayla's palms gripped my thighs tightly, nails pressing into flesh as she labored. She immersed herself fully, her tongue circling the tip before descending completely once more. The slick warmth of her throat enveloped me, forcing me to clutch the sink's rim desperately to remain steady.

"Kayla... oh, fuck."

"Ssh."