The Heart System Chapter 559

Right there, Tessa and Kim were present, their hands exploring Minne’s stomach and thighs, their voices a continuous, soft murmur of encouragement.

"Observe her," Kim whispered, her eyes dark with desire. "She is completely captivated. You are spoiling her, Evan."

"She is handling it like a professional," Tessa added, her hand descending to aid in guiding my tempo. "More intensely, Evan. Give her your all."

Further prompting was unnecessary. My vision turned red, the slickness of the soap and the intense, throbbing heat of her climax beginning to build. My movements escalated into a frenetic, blurry motion. I was thrusting into her with a raw, unrestrained power that caused the shower glass to vibrate within its frame.

"I am nearing it, Minne!" I bellowed above the water's rush. "I am going to fill you completely!"

"Yes! Please! Grant it to me!"

The pressure within me reached its peak. I felt Minne’s entire body convulse in a violent, shuddering shock. Her internal muscles clenched around me like a vise, pulsing with the force of an earth-shattering climax. She emitted a long, piercing shriek that echoed through the bathroom, her head tilting back as she experienced a complete, shattering release.

I could no longer restrain myself. A guttural, primal sound escaped me, my body stiffening as I began to release deep within her. Wave after wave of white-hot intensity flooded her, the climax so potent it felt like it was draining my very essence. I buried my face in the curve of her neck, surrendering to the overwhelming sensation as the world faded into mere feeling, the steam enveloping our union.

We remained in that state for a peaceful minute, the only sounds the steady drumming of water and our shared, heavy breaths. I gently lowered Minne back to her feet, her legs so weak they could barely support her. She turned within my embrace, her face a picture of pure, blissful awe, and leaned against my chest.

Holding her close, the water washed away the sweat and soap, a profound sense of quiet satisfaction settling over me. The night had concluded, morning had arrived, and I had definitively fulfilled my promise. Every single one of them was spent, conquered, and entirely mine.

Minne's legs, trembling uncontrollably, could barely keep her steady as I lowered her back to the tiled floor. The moment her feet touched down, she slid down the cool marble wall, her back pressed against its surface as she gasped for air, her skin radiating a deep, vibrant pink from the heat and the intensity of their shared climax.

For a brief moment, the shower's roar was the sole sound, but the silence between us held significant weight. Wiping water from my eyes, I stood taller, the rising steam swirling around my shoulders like a spectral veil.

I surveyed the expansive shower enclosure. Kim, chest heaving, leaned against the glass, her eyes dark and expectant. Jasmine continued to steady a dazed Eleanor, yet her sharp, hungry gaze remained fixed on me. Standing to my left, Tessa, her hair clinging to her neck, watched the water cascade off my chest with a slow, predatory smile playing on her lips. Minne, despite her utter exhaustion, looked up at me with wide, adoring eyes, seeming to plead for the cycle to commence anew.

They were all there. Five of them, completely unclothed, glistening with soap and water. Despite the dawn breaking and our prolonged exertion, none moved towards the exit. They were waiting. They were circling.

For a fleeting instant, I met my own gaze in the fogged glass, then turned back to the circle of women who, this morning, had deemed me their sole focus. A slow, lopsided grin stretched across my face as I felt the familiar, powerful thrum of my pulse begin to quicken once more. Though my body ached for rest, the thought of sleep seemed a distant, uninteresting prospect compared to the sight of them.

I shook my head, a low, dry chuckle rumbling in my throat.

"Oh, boy..." I murmured, my voice echoing against the marble. "It appears I am not finished."

Tessa's grin widened into a full smile as she stepped forward, extending a hand to trace a wet finger down the center of my abdomen. "Good," she whispered, the steam catching the playful glint in her eyes. "Because we haven't even experienced the bathtub yet."

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Sexual Activity Completed

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Partner: Group sex

EXP Gained: +625 (x2)

Villain Bonus: +25 EXP

Star Rating: 4.5

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Bliss Multiplier: 1912c

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Man, the previous night had utterly drained everyone. The girls were wild, I wasn't exactly innocent either, and now it all culminated at once. Nobody possessed the energy to move, much less function normally. Eleanor had even stayed, opting not to return downstairs, stating she lacked the capacity to handle anything further. It was understandable. We were all completely exhausted.

A groan escaped me as my eyes slowly fluttered open, my entire body aching with each slight shift. My neck felt like it was locked in place, and my back throbbed. For a fleeting moment, I had no clue where I had ended up. Then, a warmth stirred on my chest.

It was Mik.

Like she was the queen of the world, she rested on my torso, meticulously grooming her paw. As I stirred, she paused her cleaning, glanced my way, and emitted a gentle meow before gracefully leaping from the couch.

I levered myself into a seated position, rubbing my eyes while following her with a gaze as lively as a stone. The mischievous creature made a direct line for her food dish, positioned near the kitchen counter. Obviously, it was empty.

She tapped it with her minuscule paw. Once. Twice. Then, she turned back to me, her meow carrying a distinct tone of formal complaint.

"Right..." I mumbled, raking a hand over my face. "Everyone's still deep in slumber, I presume?"

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Evan Marlowe [Level 21]

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EXP: 3175 / 31500

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Current Credits: 5762

Current SC: 0

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