When the Villains Unite - Chapter 18. Marriage (4) (M)

Just when I thought I couldn’t take any more, Damian’s thrusts reached their deepest point, hitting a spot inside me that sent a sharp jolt through my entire being. The intense pressure building deep within me felt like it was about to erupt, a hidden spring threatening to burst forth at any moment.

Fearing what was about to happen, I instinctively clenched tightly around Damian’s length, trying to suppress the overwhelming sensation. But Damian, undeterred, only pushed further into me, splitting me open with unrelenting force as he drove deeper and deeper.

“Hnnngh… ahhh…!”

As Damian thrust into me one final time, I felt his release spill deep inside my rear. At the same moment, a clear stream of liquid gushed from my entrance, entirely beyond my control.

Belhark, sensing his own climax approaching, withdrew quickly, stroking himself to finish outside, his release spilling over my skin.

“Haha… Rose, did you just finish only from the back?” Belhark teased, his voice laced with amusement.

“Sis, that’s so lewd, don’t you think? Heh, I guess we’ll have to show your backside even more love from now on,” Damian added with a chuckle, clearly entertained by my reaction.

“……”

The sound of their laughter only made the heat in my face intensify. I could feel my cheeks flush deeply, unable to meet their eyes even though I wanted to glare at them in protest.

Of course I couldn’t hold back after being stimulated that intensely!

But rather than getting angry at them, my lingering, unsatisfied need took precedence. My entrance, still empty, pulsed with desire, begging for more stimulation.

Looking at the tentacles still wrapped around me and the brothers smiling smugly, I spoke calmly, my voice steady despite the heat coursing through my body. My reaction seemed to catch them off guard, as they tilted their heads slightly, confused.

But by this point, I didn’t care what they thought. My mind was consumed with one thing only.

While still held aloft by the tentacles, I tried to flip myself over. Belhark seemed to read my intent, and with a simple gesture, he had the tentacles adjust my position effortlessly.

Now fully exposed, with Damian having just pulled away, I shamelessly spread my legs wide, ignoring any lingering embarrassment. My fingers traced my lips seductively, my body glistening with arousal and the mess they’d already left on me.

My face was smeared with saliva and precum, but I couldn’t have cared less.

“Put it in… hurry,” I purred, my voice dripping with desperation. “I’ve been so good, haven’t I? Damian… brother… please?”

“You’ve got to be kidding me…” Damian muttered under his breath, a mixture of disbelief and hunger flashing in his eyes.

“Bel, Belhark,” I called sweetly, turning my gaze to him with pleading eyes. “You said you’d give me something good, didn’t you? Hnn… Are you not going to give it to me?”

I gave them a seductive smile, my gaze lingering on Belhark’s now fully erect arousal.

The teasing, playful smirks they’d worn earlier were completely gone. In their place were the raw, predatory expressions I had come to know all too well during our nights together. Their eyes burned with unrestrained lust as they stared directly at me, and I couldn’t help but lick my lips, silently urging them to hurry and claim me.

“Give me the… the potion,” I murmured, my voice trembling with anticipation.

“Yeah, six months is definitely too long to wait,” Damian said, his voice husky and strained, reaching his hand out toward his brother.

Belhark used his spatial magic to summon a familiar green vial, its liquid glinting in the dim light. Without hesitation, he handed it to Damian, and the two of them downed the potion at the same time.

As they approached me, their movements deliberate and hungry, I felt a fleeting sense of curiosity. Why had they been holding back for the past three weeks, especially without taking precautions? But the thought quickly faded as I spread my arms wide, welcoming them both.

The tentacles, as if sensing their role was over, unraveled from my body and disappeared. As I started to fall, Belhark swiftly caught me in his arms, lifting me effortlessly.

In one smooth motion, he carried me to the bed. Before I could fully process it, I found myself straddling him, seated firmly on top of his body, ready to take him in.

Before Belhark could take the lead, I eagerly grabbed his massive, rigid length and hurriedly positioned it at my entrance. The moment the tip pressed against my entrance, a shiver ran down my spine, anticipation coursing through me as I braced for the overwhelming pleasure that was sure to come.

“Haaahng…!” I moaned, unable to suppress the sound.

“Hah…” Belhark exhaled deeply, his voice low and strained as he watched me take control.

Finally, as his length pushed into me, stretching me to my limits, I felt his arousal expand further inside, pressing firmly against my inner walls. The sensation of fullness was overwhelming, and a blissful haze clouded my mind, leaving me breathless and trembling.

I clenched tightly around him, my body instinctively responding to the intrusion as I collapsed forward, lying against his chest. My entire frame quivered as waves of pleasure washed over me, leaving me helplessly clinging to him.

The embarrassment hit me like a tidal wave—finishing the moment he entered me was something that had never happened before. My trembling hips, betraying my feelings, only made the situation worse.

Dreading what kind of teasing remark Belhark might make, I decided to silence him pre-emptively, pressing my lips against his in a desperate kiss.

My gaze silently pleaded with him, Please, don’t say anything. Thankfully, he seemed to understand. Without a word, he simply deepened the kiss, his tongue tangling with mine as if to focus entirely on the moment.

Looking at the faint redness in Belhark’s eyes, I realized he wasn’t in any state to mock me, too consumed by his own desire.

But Damian clearly had no intention of letting the moment pass without comment.

“How starved were you that you’re already losing it after just one thrust?” he quipped, his tone dripping with amusement.

“Ugh… I don’t know… hnn, don’t tease me… haah…”

Damian chuckled softly at my flustered response, moving behind me without hesitation. But what he did next left me utterly shocked.

He positioned himself directly behind me and began to force his arousal into the same entrance already occupied by Belhark.

“Kyaah…! Wait, what are you doing—hnngh…! Ahh, it’s not… it’s not going to fit…!” I cried out, my voice high-pitched with alarm.

“But Sis, your tight little hole is taking us so well already,” Damian teased, his tone maddeningly smug.

“Hhngh… no, stop… it’s too much… Damian, please, I’m going to tear…!” I whimpered, the sensation of being stretched far beyond my limits making my body tremble.

Despite my desperate pleas, Damian didn’t stop. He continued to push deeper, forcing his thick length into me alongside Belhark’s, leaving me completely overwhelmed by the unbearable fullness.

The overwhelming sensation of fullness from two thick lengths stretching me to my absolute limit was almost too much to bear. My entrance, strained to its maximum, sent faint signals of discomfort, but the sheer weight and pressure inside me quickly overtook those feelings, replacing them with a hazy sense of satisfaction that fogged my mind.

My heart pounded wildly as I found myself frozen, unable to process the intense sensations. I could neither fully resist nor surrender, leaving me in a desperate struggle to endure the situation.

Despite the initial shock, the pain wasn’t as bad as I feared. Still, that didn’t mean it was easy to accept what was happening. The stretch, the fullness—it was unlike anything I had experienced before.

“Hnnngh… so, now what do we…?” I began, my voice trembling with uncertainty.

“What do you mean? It’s simple,” Damian replied with infuriating nonchalance.

“Don’t move—ahhh! Don’t move yet…!”

Without hesitation, Damian began moving his hips, thrusting his length deep inside me. As if this were a signal, Belhark, beneath me, also started to move, their synchronized motions sending intense waves of sensation through my overfilled body.

The feeling of two lengths moving in and out of the same space was overwhelming, their movements deliberate yet relentless. Even though the sensations consumed me, I couldn’t bring myself to look down at the sight of them inside me—it was just too much.

Noticing my embarrassment, both of them curved their lips into teasing smiles, their eyes glinting with mischief as they began to taunt me.

“For someone who’s taking two so well, why are you acting so shy?”

“Hnngh… ahh… i-it’s too much… hnn… I feel so full… ahhhng!” I whimpered, my voice trembling with the overwhelming sensations.

“Sis, you don’t even have to say it. It’s obvious how much you’re loving this.”

Their teasing words, paired with the way their eyes roamed over my body, only made the heat inside me grow even hotter.

My gaze drifted downward, landing on Belhark, who remained silent as he focused on fulfilling his desires. His reddened eyes, slightly glazed with arousal, caught my attention.

The Orca brothers always had a tell when they were fully consumed by passion—their eyes would redden slightly. But Belhark’s deeper-toned skin made the flush around his eyes stand out even more than Damian’s, and for some reason, it filled me with a strange sense of satisfaction.

What would happen if I pushed him even further?

Feigning clumsiness, I let my hand slip from where it rested against his chest, collapsing against him and pressing myself closer.

Belhark noticed immediately, and a small chuckle escaped his lips as he looked down at me knowingly.

Why is he always so sharp about these things?! I thought, flustered, but refused to let it stop me.

Ignoring his amused gaze, I reached up and brushed my hair out of the way, then leaned down to press my lips softly against his chest, rubbing against him deliberately.

Damian gently gathered the hair I had brushed aside, gripping it lightly without causing any pain. Then, as if mesmerized, he buried his nose in it, taking a deep breath as though savoring my scent.

The contrast between his earlier teasing words and this almost primal, instinctual action made me feel a strange thrill. His relentless thrusts into me from behind, paired with this newfound intensity, sent shivers through my body.

“Haaah… ahhh…!” I gasped, the sensations overwhelming.

“Haah…” Damian exhaled, his breath heavy as he continued his unrestrained movements.

Usually, it was me who lacked composure while the Orca brothers maintained control, expertly guiding the pace. But today, it felt like the dynamic had shifted. Both of them seemed to be losing their composure, swept up in their desire.

Though Damian tried to keep up his playful facade, it was clear he was teetering on the edge. Meanwhile, Belhark’s eyes had already glazed over, his calm and calculated demeanor completely gone. He simply stared down at me, saying nothing, as I pressed closer to his chest.

Taking his silence as permission, I moved my lips toward the small, raised red nub on his chest. Without hesitation, I mimicked the way they often toyed with me, nibbling lightly before running my tongue over his sensitive skin.

“Kuht…” Belhark let out a soft groan, his voice strained yet tinged with pleasure.

“Hnn… ahhh… does it feel good…? Haaah…!” I asked breathlessly, my voice trembling as I tried to tease him further.

Instead of responding with words, he grabbed my hand and brought it to his lips. Closing his eyes, he began to lick my fingers one by one, his warm, wet tongue slowly tracing every inch of them. The sensation sent shivers through my body, making my heart race uncontrollably.

As Belhark let out a low, contented moan, I couldn’t help but feel my chest tighten. Despite being ruthlessly filled by him below, there was something oddly endearing about the way he reacted, almost innocent in his unfiltered pleasure.

Is he trying to turn the tables on me? Or is this just his way of teasing back? I wondered, completely thrown off by the shift in his demeanor.

Before I could dwell on it further, Damian grabbed hold of my upper body, pulling me back against his firm chest. His arms locked me in place, pressing me tightly against him.

“Haaahng… Damian… hnn, it’s so… deep… ahhh…!” I cried out as his relentless movements drove me even further into the haze of pleasure.

“Your position looked uncomfortable. Don’t worry, Sis,” he said in a low, teasing voice, his breath hot against my ear. “I’ll make sure to reach exactly the spot you love, as deep as you need.”

Was Damian trying to assert himself over Belhark? Or was I just imagining it?

As Damian wrapped his arm firmly around my waist and bit down lightly on my neck, I flinched at the sudden sharp sensation, instinctively clenching tightly around them below.

In response, Belhark sat up, leaning in to capture one of my breasts in his warm, wet mouth. His lips and tongue moved skillfully, teasing my sensitive skin as if to counter Damian’s actions.

Even without the use of tentacles, their hands and mouths worked in perfect harmony, stimulating every inch of my body. The overwhelming sensations left me feeling like my brain was melting, my body burning with unrelenting heat.

My inner walls contracted and shifted with their movements, the constant friction drawing out more and more slick arousal. The thick, milky liquid seeped out from the tight space between us, leaving the area sticky and wet.

The obscene sound of their bodies colliding with mine echoed through the room, mixing with the wet, lewd noises of our entwined bodies. It was impossible to tell who was leading anymore—we were lost in each other, exploring and indulging without restraint.

Damian and Belhark alternated seamlessly, thrusting deeply in perfect sync as though they had planned it beforehand. Their movements were relentless, and I, completely lost in the haze of pleasure, could only grip onto them and follow their rhythm. My eyes were unfocused, my body trembling as I rocked my hips desperately to match their pace.

“Hnnngh… ahhh… so good…! Haaah, faster… more… please…!”

The two massive lengths filled every inch of my inner walls, moving in perfect rhythm, leaving no space untouched. At this point, it felt pointless to try and identify which part of me reacted the most—every part of my body was completely overwhelmed.

At my desperate plea, they increased their pace, driving into me with an intensity that left no room for teasing words or playful remarks. They were entirely focused on pushing me past my limits, their relentless movements leaving me breathless and trembling.

Completely at their mercy, I surrendered fully, my body helplessly riding the waves of pleasure they inflicted. All I could do was cling to them, my high-pitched cries filling the room.

“Hnnngh… ahhh! Haaah… ahhhhnngh…!”

As I reached the peak of my climax, I felt a hot rush inside me, their release surging deep into my core. My body went slack, utterly spent, as my vision dimmed, a haze of bliss overtaking me. My muscles quivered uncontrollably, and the world around me faded into darkness.