Vatarie jumps you

You relax your magic the moment she takes a step towards you. Grabbing your shoulders and pulls your into a kiss and shifts you around until your back is to her bed. She purrs into your mouth at being able to move you around. "My bed me first." She growls pushing you onto the bed. She uses enough **** to send you into the middle of it. Watching you lay there for a moment she drinks in your now laying down form. "Strip." She orders, her fingers squeezing her pants in excitement. Asune and Clare come to stand beside her and watch.

You look at the three women. Vatarie's cheeks were flushed, animalistic need leaking out of her aura her lips were parts so she pant eagerly. Asune's coolness was a drastic contrast, no burning passion or coloured cheeks but you knew the little signs by now, the tells to gauge her arousal, her fingers curled so she can dig her nails into her palm, her jaw open a little to fit the tip of her tongue between her teeth to bite down on. Clare was not as close to hard to read, she was always ready and usually turned on, her hands quickly moved from herself to stroking Vatarie's skin. The ease of contact on Vatarie's part was good to see, she still avoided physically touching Asune as they leered at you but growing comfort with female contact was good.

You pull slow pull your tunic up from your waist, the one hand making the process a little more drawn out than usual. Watching as three pairs of eyes dart from roaming your body to focused on your growing exposure. The flat stomach you tense to show off, earning a mew of approval from Vatarie. When you have pulled it up as far as you can without taking it off you stop and take a moment to breath deeply. Showing off your chest and earning a tensed jaw of excitement from Asune, biting her tongue just hard enough to nearly draw her own blood.

You pull the tunic off and throw it off the bed. Every eye follows the arch of the top as it leaves the bed and lands on the ground. Clare grabs Vatarie's arm to stop her from jumping you. "Wait, don't you want the full show?" She whispers. Vatarie bites her lip gently to consider and Clare stops holding to gently stroke the now patient breeding addict.

Moving your left hand down to your pants you watch the spike in arousal across the board. You tease them gently. Pulling your pants down without lifting your hip making them bend around your pubic bone, the base of your shaft only slightly exposed while the rest remains hidden in your pants. Clare's hand on Vatarie's arm moves to her back, gently easing towards to massaging her ass. Asune's fingers are squeezing hard enough that you know if not for her magic healing her she'd be bleeding.

You lift your hips and let your length spring out of your pants. You hold back a chuckle as their eyes bounce with your cock. Your tip resting on your stomach as you kick off your pants. Laying naked on the bed as the three women stare at you. Vatarie takes a step towards the bed and is stopped by Clare.

"Don't you want to reward him for showing off for us?" Clare cooed into Vatarie's ear. Vatarie licked her lips but Clare didn't let her. "Not yet." Her free hand moved to rest between Vatarie's breasts. "Strip." She said pulling the thread tying the woman's tunic closed.

The string opened up easily, exposing Vatarie's olive toned chest but not quite her nipples. You feel your cock bounce at the sudden exposure. Vatarie smirked and pulls her tunic off quickly. It was sexy but sexy in the way of someone you love getting naked not so much some one you love stripping for you.

Vatarie's stared at your cock not seeing the bounce. "Watch me." Clare said pushing her gently out of the way. With some space Clare smiled at you and slowly brought her hand up to her collar bone, gently running her fingers down over her top. She cupped her chest and winked at you swaying her hips side to side. Leaning over she pulled at her tunic flashing her chest at you then righting.

She started to turn, swaying her hips until her ass was facing you. Bending to push her ass out she hooked her fingers into her pants and pulled them down. Not exposing her ass just showing off a bit of it. You shift on your hips feeling your arousal growing harder.

She goes back to swaying her hips. Hypnotically, rhythmically bouncing your eyes from one cheek to the other, still not lowering her pants any more. You chew your lip fighting the desire to get up and pull her pants down to expose her insanely sexy, literally godly ass. "Wanna see it?" She asked breathily looking over her shoulder at you. You nod and she smirks edging down her pants in time with her swaying.

When her ass is exposed your hips lift without your intent, making your cock bounce on your hips. Clare turns, taking her ass out of your view and crawls onto the bed. "See, that is how you reward a good boy." She purrs kissing her way up your leg.

She gets to your thigh when she is stopped. Vataire grabbed her hair and was giving her a stern glare. "Me first." She said. Clare gave her a guilty, slightly mischievous look and rolled off you. Vatarie looked down at you and your erection. She straddled your hips and leaned down to kiss you. "Where are you from?" She asks, her slit dripping wet and gliding along your length.

"Huh?" You asked as you feel her clit flick over your tip. Her slit sliding down until you feel yourself pressing only just inside her.

"Your dad, where is he?" She asked bouncing very gently on your tip, threatening to enter but not quite letting you push inside.

The desire to just grab her hip and **** her to slam down and thrust insider her is insane but you resist. "Alsera." You answer not sure why she is bringing that up now of all times.

"Good." She kisses you deeply and slides down. Taking you fully inside her in one motion. "Fuck!" She moans sitting up and looked down at where you are joined. "Fuck you're big." She put a hand on her stomach pressing down. "I can feel you here." She lifts her hand until just a finger is pressing down. She pushes a little harder and you feel it on your crown. "Bet you'd breed me in one go if I let you." She strokes her stomach with a longing desire.

"Less talky more fucky. I want my turn." Clare said landing a spank of Vatarie's ass, who tensed around you then glared at Clare. "Can't be his breeding bitch if you don't get his cum pumping to you." Clare says in a singsong voice spanking Vatarie again. "Now ride that cock until it puts a baby in your belly." Vatarie starts bouncing immeditally. Still sitting upright, using her thighs to bounce Clare nods approvingly and climbs over you. Throwing a thigh over your head she puts her cunt over your mouth, holding it just out of tongue reach. That is one tease too much and you grab her hip with your left hand pulling her down and dragging your tongue from her clit to her hole and pushing inside her. "Holy fuck I love that!" She shouted. You laugh at the 'holy' part causing your tongue inside her shake slightly, earning a happy moan.

You feel a weight on your right arm followed by a cool wetness. Asune's hands grab your bicep as she starts to grind on your stump. You decide to just let her do her thing so let her moving your arm around as needed.

Focusing on Clare you put your left hand on her ass, and let your fingers probe her ass. She lets out a slutty moan and grinds on your face, encouraging your exploring fingers. You feel their auras starting to seep into you. You hadn't even been trying to absorb their auras but having done it so many times it almost felt like their auras wanted to be a part of you.

Vataire is bouncing hard, your hips meeting with enough **** to shake the bed, sending out a loud thud as the bed hits the wall. You can't hear her taking but you can feel her pressing her stomach, daydreaming of carrying your kids. You feel the mental image of her with a large belly, lovingly stroking it while she bounces on you in her aura.

The mental image changes, instead of riding you Vatarie, no longer pregnant is tied to the bed. You hold in your hands items for pain or pleasure choosing which to inflict according to whim while Asune watches on, waiting for you give her permission to join in inflicting upon Vatarie or to choose what you should inflict on her.

The image shifts again. You, and Clare on thrones. Beside the both of you waiting your lovers, your heart swelling with joy when you see them, a connection with all of them so deep any absence is keenly felt. A moaning to your side makes you look at Clare, her sister's head buried between her thighs.

The three images start merging inside you as their aura's bleed into each other. You remain on a throne but now each of your lovers compete to be breed, a constant battle to be worthy of bearing your child, those that fail are Asune's to teach the error of inadequacy, those that succeed are Vataire's, her belly constant full of children to decide when they are ready to be breed. Clare at your side directing an endless parade of pleasure, her sister on a leash servicing any all that whim brings to her lips.

The combining of all the images, the feel of Clare slit on your tongue, Vatarie's hips crashing into yours as she tires to draw out your cum, Asune's grinding on your arm as she uses you for her pleasure. It becomes too much. Thrusting your hips in beat with Vatarie's you ram inside her, as deep as you can go and unleash. A flood of cum over filling her. You feel her desire, that knowledge that this could be it, she could let herself become pregnant, to bare the children of the man who has earned the right to breed her.

Her fetish so overpowering with her aura absorbed inside you that reason didn't matter. You wanted to ordered that Vatarie bare her mates children. To watch her belly grow large with your child. If Clare had not been on your lips you would have demanded it.

When you orgasm ended Vatarie kept bouncing on you, seeking a second load that the other two seemed happy to let her receive. When it happened you felt most of it push out of her, so full of you cum already that even while she had been riding you little space had been made.

You felt her desire to keep going, to earn a third orgasm. But she stopped, resting on your thighs you heard the sounds of making out and, through your shared aura knew she and Clare were in a deep embrace while they rode out their own orgasms.

Vatarie lifted herself off your hip and collapsed on the bed next to you. Clare quickly, if a little shakily lifted her cunt from your lips and crawl on top of Vatarie. Laying on top of her with her slit in Vatarie's face, available should the desire to have a taste occur in the less female attracted woman, while Clare could dig into the over stuff creampied pussy.

Asune lifted herself off your arm and straddled your hips she took your left hand and made you pinch her nipple. As she lowered her cunt on your cock she whispered into your head. "I give you permission to hurt me."