Case 98: When four hearts beat in sync. (R-18)

''Hah...''

Rachael, the only 'sane' person in the room, thanks to the fresh blood revitalizing her body, felt her head spinning. The situation was clearly spiralling out of control.

First of all, no matter what the circumstances were, the fact that an imperial princess, a royal princess, and a prominent noble lady were having a wild time together with a woman... it was unacceptable. At least, her common sense thought so.

Secondly, Rachael worried that her absolute secret was exposed to Penelope and Kiara. Even in this atmosphere, they, as veteran fighters, should have noticed signs of vampirism arising when Cecilia fed her that gulp of blood. If it ever got out, she might as well kiss her dream of sitting on the throne goodbye forever.

And lastly... Rachael could hardly stand this churning hatred gripping her heart. One look at Cecilia, her dearest and most beautiful Cecilia, with that white-haired woman's erection still plugging her precious place, and that grim, ominous merchant's sealing her soft lips...

''...!''

Under the princess's burning glare, Kiara slowly backed away, feeling a chill running down her spine. Penelope, however, only kept her mocking gaze intact, letting the drunk, half-conscious Cecilia munch on her erect member.

It was an open provocation.

In the first place, since it was already done... even Rachael herself could hardly do anything. Forcibly chasing those two out? Not to mention its feasibility, Cecilia would be mad at her later.

Joining them... seemed ridiculous. Her pride wouldn't allow that. No way.

That left the final option—somehow stop this madness and let Cecilia rest. Everything could be sorted out afterward.

''Ugh...''

But reality couldn't be so perfect.

As Rachael's eyes landed on Cecilia's crotch, her open, mesmerizing lower lips, her beastly side surged for another shot. Right, even the imperial princess had been frustrated for a long time.

''...''

Rachael contemplated.

On the one hand, she couldn't bear seeing her lover tainted by other women, but on the other hand, she knew she couldn't try to monopolize Cecilia with these two present. Was there no other option besides 'joining the fun'...?

And finally, after some tense moments, Rachael gritted her teeth and climbed onto the bed, grabbing at Cecilia's thighs. As if sensing the touch, Cecilia's subtly closed eyes pried open, and the sparkling red pupils turned to the blond princess lovingly, oozing affection.

It was truly ridiculous how she could do such a thing so shamelessly while giving head to another woman.

But then again, that was very much Cecilia-like.

''Hoo...''

''Mhmp...!''

As Kiara sighed and went away for some water, Rachael gently pressed on Cecilia's lower stomach, squeezing the overflowing cream out of her body. Only after that did she stuff her raging hard rod into the cavity.

Cecilia's path, having been stretched thoroughly three times, allowed Rachael to insert exceptionally smoothly. The heavenly soft insides of her lover quickly enveloped her senses, drowning her in an intimate warmth. Rachael soon accelerated her hips.

''Hey.''

''...What?''

The imperial princess never thought the other women would speak to her. After all, it was awkward between them, and chatting while having group sex... just didn't seem appropriate. Although they were doing things far from that already.

Penelope, half-glancing at where Rachael and Cecilia were connected, hmphed softly, ''This slut... she likes having her cervix pounded. Try lingering when you hit her there—she'll love it more.''

One after another, vulgar words escaped the magnate's graceful lips. She gazes at Rachael with an unknown look, hand stroking the ever-obedient Cecilia. Did she truly want to give Rachael, her 'colleague,' advice, or did she have other purposes...?

Either way, embarrassingly, Rachael knew she lacked techniques. Cecilia sometimes reluctantly recognized Penelope's god-given talent for sex. In other words, this woman knew how to pleasure Cecilia better than Rachael.

It was a disgrace. Still... an opportunity to learn.

''Yes, like that... deeper. Don't just leave it to your instinct. Consciously go all the way in—yours is longer than you think.''

Like a coach tenatively guiding her student, Penelope's delicate words shrouded Rachael's ears. They were somewhat annoying at first, but gradually, Rachael found herself enjoying Cecilia's little reactions—her apparent excitement more and more. She herself was thrilled when her lover drowned in bliss.

But most of all... Cecilia's body was honest. The intimate cavity felt considerably tighter as Rachael forcefully kissed the cervix over and over. When Cecilia came, it was almost like a suction tunnel.

''...!''

For the first time, the imperial princess understood the phrase 'electrifyingly good' during sex. Her shoulders trembled, and even her legs slightly lost their strength. Rachael had only tasted such pleasure when she bit her lover's snow white neck. Now, if she combined the two...

''How's it?''

Snapping out of the dreamy thoughts, Rachael lightly nodded, ''...Better.''

''This girl's more suited to serve us—you and I... and the other princess—now. Her mouth's also gotten better—all thanks to me, you know?'' Penelope proudly proclaimed, a grin forming on her face.

''What do you want to say?''

Facing Rachael's clearly annoyed attitude, Penelope kept her expression, ''Hurry up and finish already. I also want to fuck her.''

''...''

''...''

On second thought, maybe their relationship wasn't going to get better any time soon.

But even without that sentence, Rachael was already at her limit. Another few long, wholeful humps, the pleasure building inside her exploded. Once again, Cecilia's womb was filled to the brim.

None of the women present ever thought about whether Cecilia would get knocked up or not. After all, they were fully prepared and eager to take responsibility.

''I'm back.''

When Kiara came back, holding two cups of cold water, her lover wasn't serving anyone. Still, it was evident that Rachael had gotten her way with Cecilia, and perhaps because Penelope's thick, girthy shaft had stayed inside Cecilia for too long, her adorable mouth couldn't close anymore, with strain marks faintly visible.

Kiara got closer to the gasping woman, ''Are you alright? Have some water.''

''Thnanks...''

Drunk and thoroughly used, Cecilia could only let out squeaks and slowly soak her throat with fresh water.

Clearly, it was a sign for a well-deserved break.

A look of guilt appeared on both Rachael's and Penelope's faces. Kiara, however, didn't scold the two. She offered them the other glass, from which each took a gulp, and the three all sat silently around Cecilia afterward.

'''' ... ''''

Looking at the messy scene, a sense of worry arose. Could Cecilia truly handle this...?

''Ah...!''

But that fleeting thought was quickly dispelled by none other than Cecilia herself. Still drunk out of her mind and apparently horny, the girl grabbed Kiara's flopping rod, giving it a hearty kiss on the tip. Then, unhesitatingly, she stuffed the head into her mouth again.

Her eyes, squinted and seeming as though they were smiling, glanced at the remaining two. With her free hand, she crawled down, spreading her stinging lower lips provocatively.

'Come at me. Are you scared?'

She spoke with intent.

It was... another level of sluttiness. Even in the wildest rumors of nymphos around high society, none could match this sort of energy, this sheer endurance, and... the unprecedented level of lewdness Cecilia offered.

Like an irresistible vixen, the deceptively elegant girl drew everyone who had the privilege to peer at this side of her in.

And for the first time tonight, the four women's hearts beat in sync.