Chapter 12 : Your the meal

The room was a furnace of desire, the air thick with moans, gasps, and the heady scent of arousal.

Yul's eyes locked on Rae, her amethyst gaze burning with raw, unrestrained hunger. She was the epitome of seduction, wild, untamed, and utterly his.

Her absurdly long hair cascaded down her sensuous frame, framing a body that seemed designed to drive him mad with longing.

"It's time for breakfast," he declared, his voice thick with authority, though his gaze betrayed his yearning.

Rae cocked her head to the side, her movements slow and deliberate, her lips curling into a smirk. "Yes, and?" she challenged, her tone a blend of defiance and seduction.

"You have no tray with you?" His voice dropped, a teasing edge creeping in as his eyes gleamed with dangerous amusement. "Still rebellious, are we?"

Rae's smirk deepened, her eyes promising a defiance that would only fuel his hunger. Before he could speak again, a sharp moan tore through the room.

Evelyn's body arched on the table as Mary's tongue latched onto her clit, sucking with the fervor of a starving kitten.

Evelyn's legs were spread wide, her cries filling the room as Mary devoured her. The sight was enough to break the composure of the other women.

Their hands moved almost instinctively, slipping beneath their skirts to rub their aching clits.

The dining room became a symphony of pleasure, moans, gasps, and the soft rustle of fabric as the women gave in to their desires.

Yul's gaze flicked to the blonde kneeling beside him.

She was trembling, her innocent facade cracking as she grew bolder.

Her lips pressed kisses to his hands, and then, without hesitation, she took his fingers into her mouth, her tongue swirling around them as her free hand slipped between her thighs.

But it was Rae who held his attention, her boldness unmatched. "You are the meal," she said, her voice dripping with sinful intent.

She poured the oil into her mouth, letting it glisten on her lips before dripping onto her hands.

The jar clattered to the floor as she dropped it carelessly. Her movements were unhurried, deliberate, as she sank to her knees before him.

Her hands trailed up his legs, the slick oil leaving a glistening sheen on his skin.

No other woman had dared to touch him like this, and the boldness of her actions sent a jolt of pleasure through him.

She unbuckled his belt, her eyes never leaving his, her gaze challenging him to look away.

The oil dripped from her mouth as she slid his trousers down, her hands continuing their torturous journey up his thighs.

The blonde beside him grew braver, her hands moving to untie his robe.

Her lips closed over his nipple, her tongue flicking it as her hands explored the hard ridges of his chest.

Yul's focus was split, but his gaze always returned to Rae. She kissed her way up his thighs, her lips leaving trails of fire on his skin.

Her lips hovered at the base of his cock, her breath hot against him as she pressed a kiss to his pelvis.

The sensation was torturous, her teasing drawing a strangled sound from his throat.

His fists clenched at his sides, his control slipping as she poured more oil into her hands and onto his length, the warm liquid amplifying every sensation.

When Rae's lips finally closed around the tip of his cock, his eyes slammed shut, and a guttural growl escaped his lips.

Her tongue swirled around him, her movements deliberate and torturously slow.

Her hand joined her mouth, slick with oil, sliding up and down his length with practiced precision.

The room seemed to fade away, the moans of the other women becoming background noise as Rae consumed his focus entirely. She took him deeper, her lips and tongue working in perfect harmony, her eyes never breaking contact with his.

The fire in her gaze matched the molten heat pooling in his stomach, and when she groaned around him, the vibrations sent a shockwave of pleasure through his entire body.

He buckled under her touch, his body trembling as his control shattered.

Rae's lips curled into a smirk even as she took him deeper, her dominance clear in every movement.

Yul's head fell back, a growl rumbling from his chest as the pleasure consumed him entirely.