Baam!

Dorian found himself waking up from his sleep. Laid bare on his back, he could see the lantern dangling from the ceiling.

'Ah, I am awake.'

He remembered drinking his fill the night before and getting thoroughly drunk from it.

The fact his head was aching, despite feeling like he had been sleeping for hours, was proof that he was hungover.

'How long was I asleep for?'

Dorian turned his eyes to the window, a bit surprised to see the sun shimmering through the glass.

'Fuck, it's morning.'

He was about to stand up when he suddenly noticed both his arms were too heavy to lift, and his legs also seemed locked, as if someone was sleeping on him.

Little did he know how right he was.

The first person he saw was Seraphina, her head on his arm, dressed in a black see-through nightgown.

Dorian's cheeks flushed at the sight; he could see her cleavage and her pink, perky nipples from there.

Turning to the other side, Maria was sleeping in the same position as well, only she wore a red nightdress, and her breast was dangerously close to his chest, pressing softly at his side.

'Control yourself, Dorian. You're going to have to get used to this. You're engaged now…'

He didn't even get the chance to finish his sentence when he suddenly heard Ishtar's voice echo from under the blanket.

"Oh my, it looks like you're awake."

'Ack!'

Dorian felt Ishtar grab his erection and slowly rub it over the fabric. Her entire body was hidden under the blanket, but he was sure she was sleeping right on top of him.

'Ishtar!'

He opened the blanket forcefully, only to see Ishtar had rested her head on his waist, her eyes glowing with what looked to be lust as she slowly pulled his dick out from his pants.

"Good morning, husband. Look how lively you are. Was waking up to three beautiful women too much for you to handle?"

Ishtar's breasts pressed against his lap, and he could feel her already dripping sex resting on his lower leg as she used it to satisfy herself, rubbing her clit on it.

"Oi! What do you think you're doing? Maria and Seraphina are—"

"Oh, you don't have to worry about that." Ishtar smiled, now fully pulling out his dick. "The others already had a taste of this. Even if we can't have sex now, we can surely do this. I am sure they won't mind."

Dorian glanced at both Maria and Seraphina, making sure they were both asleep. After confirming, he fully rested his head on the pillow.

"Do as you wish."

Besides, it would leave a bad image if he couldn't let her do this much, especially now that she is his fiancée. He was obviously hard; no harm in letting her take care of it.

"My pleasure, husband."

At first, she began to stroke his cock as slowly as she could make it, all while her head was still resting on Dorian's waist.

As she watched his dick bulge and grow even bigger, she drooled, imagining how sensational it would feel if he were to ram her with such a huge dick.

Her eyes exposed it all; they were solely focused on his member. Everything other than that no longer held any importance in that moment.

Right, she was about to satisfy her fiancé for the first time. She was going to do her best. And, being the type of woman who always sought knowledge, she just so happened to know exactly how to treat a man.

"Please, relax your mind…"

Ishtar slowly raised herself, her breasts lifting up from his thighs.

With her lips hovering right above Dorian's twitching cock, she first kissed the head, as though showing it care and asking for permission to proceed. Then, she slightly opened her mouth, allowing her heated saliva to drip right on top of his member.

Dorian found himself arching a bit. Something about the way Ishtar held his dick felt right. She knew the right angle, the right spot, and even the right sounds to make to further make every touch as lustful as possible.

As the saliva dripped down his dick and went all the way to his balls, Ishtar giggled, slowly stroking his dick again.

This time the movement felt even smoother, her eyes locked on Dorian who was also descending into heaven from the pleasure he was feeling.

Ishtar would rub her thumb on the head of his dick, then lick it, before rubbing the other side with only two fingers. Her technique was effective—too effective.

Once she could see Dorian was nearing his limit, she decided to slowly take him in.

Her mouth opened wide, a soft, wet cavern ready to receive him. Slowly, delicately, she took the head of his shaft into her mouth, her warm, slick tongue circling the sensitive tip.

A low groan escaped Dorian's lips as her soft palate brushed against him, the sensation sending shivers down his spine.

She began to draw him deeper, her lips sealing around his length, pulling him in with a gentle suction.

Ishtar's eyes remained locked with his, a mischievous glint in their depths as she continued her skilled ministrations.

Her cheeks hollowed slightly as she worked him, her tongue flicking and swirling around his shaft, expertly teasing and pleasuring.

He could feel the soft, wet heat of her mouth, the rhythmic pull and release that was driving him to the brink.

She moved with an almost predatory grace, her head bobbing, her hand occasionally gripping his base to guide him, ensuring every inch was thoroughly attended to.

The sound of her wet, hungry mouth against him was almost as intoxicating as the feeling itself.

Dorian arched his back further, his fingers digging into the sheets as he neared his climax, completely at her mercy.

"Fuck…" Dorian accidentally let out before he placed his hand on Ishtar's head, fighting the urge to completely shove her head down onto his dick.

Ishtar, for the most part, was hoping for that.

It was exactly what she wanted: for Dorian to forcefully shove her head down and have his dick pound the back of her throat as she had read in those sexual books.

To have him cum in her mouth only to come out as a bubble from her nose. She wanted it all.

But still, seeing Dorian at her mercy ignited something different inside her. So, she contented herself, increasing her pace while playing with his balls at the same time.

Maria and Seraphina had their cheeks red and thighs clasped together, their bodies so heated that they had begun sweating.

'This girl… her throat is not normal…'

Dorian opened his eyes to look at her, and in return, Ishtar gave a victorious glint.

Just as he thought she couldn't go any deeper, she pulled back slightly, then plunged forward, taking his entire length into her mouth, a low, guttural moan rumbling from deep within her throat.

His hips instinctively bucked, the raw pleasure almost overwhelming him. His vision blurred, a kaleidoscopic rush of sensations as he felt the undeniable surge.

"Ishtar!" he gasped, his voice thick with unspent desire, his control snapping.

She felt the pre-cum bubbling against her tongue, a sign that he was about to burst.

Her pace intensified, a desperate, greedy rhythm as she worked him furiously, her hands gripping his thighs, guiding him deeper into her. The pressure built, a sweet, agonizing ache that threatened to shatter him.

Then, with a final, shuddering groan, Dorian exploded into her mouth, a hot, thick torrent that filled her with his essence.

Ishtar swallowed greedily, not missing a single drop, her eyes closing in pure bliss as she continued to milk him dry, her throat working even after he had finished, ensuring every last drop was taken.

When she finally pulled away, a thin string of his come stretched between her lips and the tip of his now-soft member. She licked her lips, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction. Dorian lay back, panting, completely spent.

Ishtar smiled, a triumphant, sated expression on her face as she leaned in and kissed him, her lips still warm and wet with his cum.

"Good morning, husband," she whispered, her voice husky. "That was quite a wake-up call, wouldn't you agree?"

Dorian could only manage to avert his gaze, his eyes still half-closed, his body tingling from head to toe.

Maria and Seraphina, who had been pretending to sleep, finally opened their eyes, their faces flushed crimson, a clear indication they had witnessed the entire, highly explicit display.

"No fair, we wanted some as well," Seraphina uttered, hugging Dorian's arm.

"She's right, you better not forget us next time," Maria joined in, hugging his other hand.

Dorian on the other hand was barely listening; these women were certainly going to kill him at this rate.

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[A/N]

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