Seven Devils And A Rose - Chapter 105

From across the room, Lord Geoffrey was intently watching their enchanting girl Alfie, her body glowing, her qi—white and sparkling brilliantly—pulsating and dancing about her, telling them of how much she was enjoying herself. Her voice—soft and sweet—was groaning delicately as Caleb and Felix kissed her, tasting every inch of her.

Geoffrey moved his legs and rested back because his hard ċȯċk was getting more than a little uncomfortable in that position, sitting with one leg crossed over the other.

Of course, he wanted to join in the fun, but now was not the time. One of them had to stay back and watch, after all. Due to their overly powerful qi, the barriers in this room might just break if one of them got too excited.

When Caleb started fuċkɨnġ Alfie, their qi was erupting in excitement, threatening to destroy the layers of barriers. Luckily, Geoffrey snapped his fingers and released more of his own qi to strengthen the shields.

If the shields were to break, then he wasn’t sure if the whole building would still be intact when they were finally done with Alfie.

Of course, this floor, and more especially this room, had specialized barriers designed specifically for this sort of thing. However, since there were three of them mating with Alfie, they’d need to be extra cautious, and hence, Geoffrey had erected another layer of shielding on the already shielded building and room, as a precaution. And now those very shields were threatening to break every time one of them fuċkėd Alfie, which didn’t surprise him.

It was Felix’s turn to take Alfie now, and he had her on her back with one leg over his shoulder. Then he began to fuċk her, and as he did so, their qi started pulsating and giving off sparks in exhilaration. Once again, the barriers shook, threatening to break, as well as that supposedly sturdy bed that was made of the realm’s strongest steel.

Once Felix had marked Alfie, as Caleb had done, with his fangs, the man then guided Alfie to a new position. This time, he had her facing Caleb and on her knees. Then he pulled her back to him, inserting his massive hard ċȯċk into her sweet, hot pussƴ.

On the other side, Caleb took the opportunity and drew Alfie’s face toward his. Then he proceeded to kiss her and fondle her brėȧsts, which of course, Geoffrey couldn’t wait to touch, tease, kiss, and suck. Meanwhile, Felix continued to fuċk Alfie, driving his ċȯċk deeper into her so that it made her cry out in an intensely insane pŀėȧsurė.

“Ngh…” she cried out into Caleb’s mouth, her slender body moving and dancing ėrȯtɨċally with Felix’s powerful, ruthless thrusting.

Because he couldn’t help himself, he took off his clothes, and once nȧkėd, he resumed his seat and started rubbing himself as he watched.

“Felix!” Alfie cried out softly, her body quivering.

Geoffrey’s eyes feasted on the sight of Alfie’s face, her expression beautiful. Then he shifted his gaze to her dancing brėȧsts, the soft, voluminous flesh bouncing about so ėrȯtɨċally that it nearly made him come on the spot. But of course, Geoffrey managed to hold himself back.

His gaze then moved lower, along Alfie’s slender body, and stopped at her cute backside, which was banging back and forward as Felix fuċkėd her, thrusting at her relentlessly

“Felix… I’m… coming…” she cried out softly as her body tensed.

As if encouraged, Felix fuċkėd her even harder and faster, so much so that both their bodies were clattering at the movement, along with their qi giving off more sparks and, of course, the barriers crackling.

“Fuck!” Felix breathed out as he continued to thrust as he held on to her upper arms tightly, his fingers bruising her fair skin. He hadn’t fuċkėd a woman in such a long time, after all, and he went all out, driving both Alfie and himself insane with pŀėȧsurė.

Alfie screamed, her voice soft and sweet like honey, as she ȯrġȧsmed for the second time. When she collapsed, exhausted, Geoffrey stood.

Naked, with his hard ċȯċk sticking out like a steel pole, he came over and climbed onto the bed. Caleb must have known it was his time to watch over them because he got off the bed and went to sit on the sofa, pouring himself a glass of chilled white wine.

She was still breathless and dazed and so damned fuċkɨnġ alluring that Geoffrey didn’t know if he could hold on much longer.

Without any warning, he devoured her sweet, moist, enticing lips, kissing her hard.

Fuck! The first time he had kissed her had been back in the woods, weeks ago, when he had put a suppressor spell on her.

Back then, he hadn’t been able to help himself and used the process of the necessary spell as an excuse to kiss her. Because, well, he had fallen for her—even dressed as a boy—the moment he had seen her. Of course, with such a spell, a small cut of his finger to get some of his blood and, hence, qi for her to drink was enough. But as always, cunning Lord Geoffrey had other plans, and thus had initiated a small wound on his own lips and kissed her, making her drink his blood to seal the spell.

Her lips were soft, wet, and sweet while her tongue was simply adorable as she did her best at trying to keep up with his demanding, forceful one.

When he finally pulled back, she was so breathless, dazed, and disoriented that it nearly drove Geoffrey insane with ŀust at the sight.

Fuck, he wanted to bully her even more.

He shifted his attention to her exquisite and very aroused brėȧsts. They were the perfect size. Of course, he had suspected that they were probably already perfect even before Alfie had naively consumed Noah’s golden pill, because anything about Alfie was perfect, regardless. But now, however, the very sight could make a man hard and come in an instant.

He noted that her nɨppŀės were red and glistening like two little marbles, and because he couldn’t help himself, he leaned forward and popped one into his hot mouth.

“Ngh…” Alfie ġrȯȧnėd softly as she instinctively held his blond head, her fingers digging into his long hair.

She wanted more, he knew that, and Geoffrey obliged by suċkɨnġ at her nɨppŀė.

Fuck! He couldn’t wait until her body changed physiologically. After they had mated with her, branding her with their demon fangs and releasing their unique qi into her blood, within weeks, her body would begin to produce qi nectar, which would give off the sweet pheromone that’d drive them mad in heat.