Esther and Nia

Note: Didn't realize I missed this chapter until I was re-reading the story to get inspiration. Have fun owo.

As evening fell over the camp, Oman and Zarah's amorous activities echoed throughout the area. The spell of soundproofing that Oman had optimistically cast did nothing to muffle Zarah's fervent exclamations. The couple's brazen post-dinner routine provided a bizarre backdrop to the conversation that was about to take place.

Turning to Esther and Nia, I started an awkward conversation, "Um...Cyrus."

Esther gave me a gentle smile, the familiar kindness in her eyes a stark contrast to the strange reality of our situation. "Oh, give us a moment to bring Cyrus out," Her tone was casual, as if discussing the weather.

A beat later, the mood abruptly shifted. "Were you hoping for a quick shag to celebrate our success?" Nia piped up, a mischievous glint in her eyes and a suggestive smirk tugging at her lips.

I felt a tinge of irritation creep up, "Tone it down."

Nia, or should I say Cyrus, just laughed, a hand on her hip, "Aw, c'mon, teasing you is half the fun. What did you want to discuss?"

Caught off guard by their nonchalance, I pointedly asked, "What was all that back there?"

Esther's brows furrowed, "What was what, exactly?"

"Esther, Nia... do they know you're inside them?" I whispered. My words sounded absurd even to my ears.

They exchanged glances before Esther replied, "When I told you I could manipulate Esther's perceptions, it wasn't an empty boast. Their common sense believes the presence of a slug, or in Esther's case, multiple slugs, is natural. They're fine with me being here."

It felt like a convoluted answer, but I was getting the hang of Cyrus's unusual form of honesty

Esther shrugged, a note of playful defiance in her voice. "I think you'd agree that this is better than me having total control and, you know, using their bodies to fuck every bum I see."

"I suppose so," I admitted, my mind quickly spinning to the next topic. "So, how did you locate Varis?"

Nia shrugged, a smirk tugging at her lips. "Ever heard of echolocation? I just spread a bit of 'love' in the air and watched for the echoes."

My curiosity peaked, "What's this 'love' you keep referring to?" I trailed off, suspecting the answer but needing to hear it out loud.

Nia and Esther shared an amused glance before Esther asked, "Are you really telling us you haven't noticed its effects?" Nia asked, raising her shirt to expose her breasts to the flickering light of the campfire.-

Startled, I pushed her shirt down, "I... I'm not ready yet."

Nia smirked, her eyes landing on the obvious bulge in my trousers, "Your body seems to think otherwise." Her voice was laced with triumph, a hint of satisfaction.

"Trust us, we'll show you a good time," Esther whispered, Cyrus' voice a sultry promise in my ear. It stirred a shockwave of sensations, coursing down my spine.

With my words failing me, I was led into Esther's tent by her and Nia. The air was heavy with anticipation. Nia's eyes sparkled with delight. "So this is really happening?" she asked, almost in disbelief. I merely watched, my face aflame, as her nimble fingers made short work of my clothes, leaving me bare and ****.

She approached my throbbing cock with an eager hunger, her actions mirroring a child savoring a lollipop for the first time. The warmth of her mouth sent shudders of pleasure through my body. Nia acted as though she was savoring a gourmet dessert, licking and sucking, each movement echoing a hunger that mirrored my own.

Behind me, Esther's breasts pressed against my back, her hot breath in my ear eliciting waves of chills. Her soft hands teased my exposed nipples, adding to the sensory overload. "I'm glad you're letting us do this," Esther's voice was soft, filled with an emotion that her priestess persona wouldn't allow, "we'll make sure you enjoy every moment."

Her words were punctuated by Nia's zealous service, her skilled tongue working its magic on my cock, while Esther claimed my mouth with a passionate kiss. Her tongue delved in, searching, exploring, and driving me towards the edge.

My cum exploded into Nia's mouth, a rush of white-hot pleasure that left me breathless. It was more than I've ever given, and Nia accepted it all, her cheeks expanding as she held my essence in her mouth. Then, with a swallow that echoed in the silence of the tent, she consumed it all, her eyes watering from the volume.

"Thank you," she murmured, tears pooling at the corners of her eyes, but her expression was one of pure satisfaction. She opened her mouth to show it was nearly clean, save for a few silvery strands clinging to her lips and tongue. The sight, a testament to her dedication, etched itself into my memory.