The Conquerors Path

Chapter 987: Chapter 985-Good Girls Need Rewards[2].

Eira and Luminara stood there, pressed close to me, their bodies trembling under my hands as I continued to grope their asses—firm yet yielding, the kind of plush perfection that begged to be squeezed, spanked, claimed. Eira’s was larger, a generous curve that overflowed my palm, her dark skirt hiking up slightly with each knead, revealing the black stockings that clung to her thighs like a second skin.

Luminara’s was tauter, athletic from her elven grace, but no less inviting, her grey skirt stretched tight, the skin-colored stockings shimmering under the light, drawing my eyes down those endless legs to her heels—sharp, black stilettos that made her ass pop even more.

I pulled them both closer, my arms wrapping around their waists, feeling the heat of their bodies seep through their clothes. ”You’ve been such good girls for me,” I murmured, my voice low and commanding, laced with that affection they craved. ”Working so hard, building my empire piece by piece. Now, it’s time I show you just how much I appreciate it.”

My lips brushed Eira’s long, pointed ear first—it twitched under the contact, sensitive and quivering, and she let out a soft gasp, ”Mmm~ Master...” Her brown eyes, dark and molten, locked onto mine with pure lust, her small breasts heaving against her white shirt, nipples already poking through the fabric like little invitations.

Not one to play favourites yet, I turned to Luminara, nipping lightly at her ear—sharper, more elegant, but trembling just the same. ”And you, my silver-haired beauty... always so precise, so devoted.” She whimpered, ”Ahn~ Master... please,” her black eyes glazing over, her large breasts straining against the grey shirt, the buttons looking ready to pop under the pressure.

They were both virgins, I knew—untouched except in their fantasies of me, their master, the one they competed over in every boardroom glare and whispered challenge. Tonight, that competition would ignite, but I’d control the flames, drawing out every moan, every shiver, until they were begging, squirting, utterly mine.

I guided them to the bed, my hands never leaving their asses, squeezing rhythmically—knead, release, knead—building that slow tension, making their hips sway involuntarily as we moved. ”Sit,” I commanded, and they obeyed, perching on the edge of the massive mattress, their skirts riding up to expose more of those stocking-clad thighs.

Eira’s black ones were sheer, hugging her dark skin like shadows, while Luminara’s skin-toned pair accentuated the pale glow of her legs, making them look endlessly smooth, fuckable. Their heels stayed on—those sharp points digging into the carpet, a reminder of their power outside this room, but here, they were my playthings.

I knelt before them, my face level with their chests, and started with Eira. My hands slid up her thighs, fingers tracing the seam of her stockings, feeling the warmth radiating from her core. ”Let’s see what you’ve been hiding for me,” I whispered, my breath hot against her shirt as I unbuttoned it slowly, one by one, revealing the lacy black bra beneath—modest, but the way it cupped her small breasts made them look perky, delicious.

I peeled the shirt open, exposing her dark skin, smooth and flushed, and leaned in, my tongue flicking out to trace the swell of one breast. Around and around the curve, slow and teasing, tasting the salt of her skin, the faint perfume she’d dabbed there.

”Ahn~ Master... that feels...” Eira trailed off, her hands fisting the sheets, her long ears quivering as I moved lower, my mouth closing over her nipple through the bra—suck, swirl, suck. The fabric grew wet under my attention, her bud hardening like a pebble, and I bit down gently, tugging with my teeth.

She arched, pushing her chest toward me, her large ass shifting on the bed, grinding subtly against the mattress for friction. I switched to the other breast, repeating the rhythm—lick, circle, bite—drawing out soft moans that filled the room, ”Mmh~ More... please...”

But I wasn’t rushing. My hands roamed her body, one sliding up her back to unclasp the bra, letting it fall away, her small tits bouncing free—dark nipples erect, begging. I took one fully into my mouth, sucking hard now, my tongue lashing the tip in quick flicks while my free hand kneaded her other breast, thumb circling the nipple—around, pinch, around. Her body trembled, her thighs parting slightly, and I could smell her wetness, musky and sweet, soaking through her panties under that skirt.

Luminara watched, her black eyes hungry, a hand drifting to her own thigh, but I caught it. ”Not yet, slut. Watch how I make her cum first.” The word—slut—hit her like a spark, her cheeks flushing, but she nodded, biting her lip, her competitive fire igniting as Eira’s moans grew louder.

I pushed Eira back onto the bed gently, her brown hair fanning out, and trailed my kisses down her stomach—slow, wet laps along her abs, tasting every inch, dipping into her navel with my tongue, circling it lazily. Her hips bucked, ”Ahn~ Master... lower...”

I obliged, but torturously slow. My hands hiked her skirt up to her waist, revealing black lace panties drenched and clinging to her folds. I pressed my face against them, inhaling deeply—fuck, she smelled like sin, wet and ready.

My tongue traced her slit through the fabric, up and down, up and down, feeling her clit throb under the pressure. She whined, ”Nngh~ Master... tease me more...” Her masochistic streak peeked through, loving the denial, and I hooked my fingers into the panties, pulling them aside—not off, keeping that dirty edge—but exposing her dark, glistening pussy, shaved smooth, lips puffy and inviting.

”Look at this greedy cunt,” I growled, my voice rough with lust, emotional layers weaving in—dominance mixed with the tenderness of knowing she was mine to break and cherish. I spread her thighs wider, her stockings taut, heels planted on the bed, and dove in.

My tongue flattened against her entrance, lapping slowly—up to her clit, circle it once, twice, then back down. Around her folds, tasting her juices, salty-sweet, coating my lips. She squirmed, her large ass lifting off the bed, pushing into my mouth, but I pinned her hips down, controlling the pace.

Fingers joined next—one slipping inside her tight heat, curling to brush that spot, while my thumb circled her clit—press, rub, press. ”You’re so tight, Eira... virgin pussy just for me.” She clenched around me, moaning louder,

”Yes~ Only yours... Ahn~!” I added a second finger, thrusting slow at first, then faster, scissoring her open while my tongue lashed her clit in relentless circles—around and around, building that repetitive tension. Her body tensed, breaths coming in pants, her ears twitching wildly as the orgasm built.

Luminara couldn’t stay still; she leaned in, her hand brushing Eira’s breast, pinching the nipple in solidarity—or jealousy?—but I slapped it away lightly. ”Wait your turn, whore. Watch her squirt for me.” The degradation made Luminara whimper, her thighs pressing together, but she obeyed, eyes wide as Eira shattered.

”Ahn~ Master! Cumming~!” Her pussy spasmed, juices squirting out in hot spurts, soaking my chin, my fingers, the sheets. I lapped it up greedily, prolonging it with soft licks—lap, suck, lap—until she collapsed, trembling, a blissed-out smile on her face.

”Good girl,” I praised, kissing her inner thigh, tasting the remnants there. But I wasn’t done; the competition was just starting. I turned to Luminara, her black-and-silver hair tousled, black eyes pleading. ”Your turn, my lean little slut. Let’s see if you can outdo her.”

I pulled her closer, repeating the ritual but with variations to stoke their rivalry. Her grey shirt came open slower, my fingers lingering on each button, revealing a silver lace bra that barely contained her large breasts—full, heavy, spilling over the cups.

I buried my face between them, inhaling her scent—clean, floral, mixed with arousal—my tongue tracing the valley, then circling one nipple through the lace—swirl, flick, swirl. She arched, ”Mmm~ Austin... yes...” Her hands threaded through my hair, pulling me closer, her competitive edge showing as she glanced at Eira, who watched with hooded eyes.

I freed her breasts, the bra falling away, and took my time—sucking one nipple hard, teeth grazing, while pinching the other—twist, pull, twist. Her tits were perfect handfuls, soft yet firm, bouncing with each breath.

Down her lean stomach, kisses trailing, tasting the soft skin, dipping lower to her grey skirt. Hiked up, panties exposed—silver lace, soaked through. I nuzzled her mound, tongue pressing flat against the fabric, grinding in slow circles—around, up, around—making her hips buck desperately.

”Patience, bitch,” I murmured, pulling the panties aside to reveal her pale pussy, lips pink and slick, clit peeking out. My tongue delved in, tasting her—sweeter than Eira, with a tang that made my cock ache.

Long, slow licks from entrance to clit, then focusing on her folds—lap left, lap right, repeat. She moaned, ”Ahn~ Deeper... please...” Fingers slipped in—one, then two—thrusting in rhythm with my tongue’s circles on her clit—curl, lick, curl. Her stockings felt silky under my palms as I spread her wider, heels digging into the bed for leverage.

She was tighter, her virgin walls fluttering, and I built her slow, adding a third finger to stretch her, thumb rubbing her clit in firm presses—press, release, press. ”You’re dripping like a whore, Luminara... competing to cum harder?”

She nodded frantically, glancing at Eira, who smirked weakly. The tension peaked, her body coiling, and with a final hard suck on her clit—suck, bite, suck—she exploded. ”Nngh~ Master! Squirt~!” Hot gushes soaked my face, her pussy clenching hard, juices flooding out in waves.

I drank her down, licking clean with gentle laps—around her entrance, up her thighs—until she slumped, panting. Both women lay there, spent but eyes still hungry, their bodies glistening, stockings intact, heels on, skirts rumpled. I stood, my cock straining, but this was just the start. ”Round one to both of you,” I said, smirking. ”But now... show me how you please your master.”