Lord Summoner's Freedom Philosophy: Grimoire of Love-Chapter 467: The Cellar’s Heat (4)

A wicked grin twisted Xena’s lips, her body shuddering with excitement. "Commander... he’s watching... he’s... he’s watching us..." she gasped, her voice a breathless, teasing whisper.

"Then let him witness what he can never have," Lyan growled, his voice a dark, commanding rumble. His grip tightened on her hips, and with a sudden, powerful thrust, he drove himself deeper into her, filling her with such force that a wild, desperate scream ripped from her lips.

"AAAAHHHHHHH! LYAAANNN...! TOO DEEP...! AHHH... IT’S... IT’S TOO... AHHH...!" Xena’s head snapped back, her fiery orange hair a wild halo, her entire body quaking in his grasp. But the sight of the spy’s horrified, fascinated stare only seemed to stoke her wild desire.

Lyan’s strong arms tightened around her, his hips slamming into hers, each thrust a powerful, relentless force. The wet, heated sound of their bodies colliding filled the cellar, each slap of flesh against flesh a loud, rhythmic echo.

"SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!"

"MORE...! HARDER...! PLEASE...! AHHHH... LYAN... LYAN... AHHHHH...!" Xena’s cries were wild, desperate screams, her nails raking across his shoulders, her body writhing in his iron grip.

The spy’s gaze grew glassy, his breath coming in sharp, panicked gasps, but his eyes never left them. And Xena’s excitement only grew, a twisted, feverish thrill that coiled in her belly.

"YOU LIKE WATCHING, DON’T YOU?!" Xena screamed, her voice a wild, frenzied taunt. "YOU... YOU CAN ONLY WATCH... ONLY WATCH... WHILE I... WHILE I... AHHHHHH!"

Lyan’s mouth crashed against hers, his tongue invading her mouth, silencing her screams with a fierce, dominating kiss.

"MMMPH... SLRP... MMMH... MNNH...!"

Her wild, muffled cries mixed with the wet, hungry sound of their kiss, his tongue tangling with hers, claiming her completely. But even as her lips were claimed, her hips jerked against his, her slick heat quivering around his thick, pulsing length.

"MORE...! LYAN... I... I NEED MORE...! DON’T STOP... PLEASE DON’T STOP... AHHHHH!"

Her wild, desperate cries spilled out the moment his lips left hers, her voice a frantic, pleading wail. And Lyan’s response was brutal and hungry. He spun, slamming her back against the cold, damp wall, her fiery hair a wild halo against the stone.

"SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!"

Each thrust was a powerful, relentless surge, driving her up the wall, her toes curling, her body trembling violently. Her hands clutched at his shoulders, her nails digging in, her entire body a quivering, helpless mess.

"AHHHHH! LYAN...! LYAN...! YOU’RE... YOU’RE... TOO BIG...! TOO DEEP...! AHHHHH!" Her voice broke into wild, sobbing screams, her vision blurring with tears, her mind a storm of unbearable pleasure.

"Then take it, Xena..." Lyan’s voice was a low, dark growl, his hips slamming against hers, each thrust reaching deeper, pushing her to the edge of madness. "Take every inch... take it all...!"

Her head slammed back against the wall, her back arching, her entire body spasming. Her emerald eyes rolled back, her mouth hanging open, gasping, screaming, her voice a wild, breathless wail.

"LYANNN...! AHHHH... I... I CAN’T...! IT’S... TOO... TOO DEEP...! TOO... MUCH... AHHHHH!"

Her walls clenched around him, squeezing, quivering, her entire body a quivering, trembling mess. Her hips ground against his, desperate, needy, her screams growing louder, wilder.

"LYANNN... MORE...! MORE...! DON’T STOP...! PLEASE... PLEASE... DON’T STOP...! AHHHHH...!"

Her vision blurred, the cellar’s damp, shadowed walls melting into a dizzying, white-hot storm. The spy’s stunned, glassy gaze, his horrified, red-rimmed eyes only fueled her twisted, desperate hunger.

"SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!"

Lyan’s hips crashed into hers, his hands gripping her waist, his lips trailing down her throat, his teeth grazing her sensitive skin, sending shivers racing through her trembling body.

"XENA..." he growled, his voice thick, rough, almost desperate. "I’m... I’m going to...!"

Her mind shattered, her entire body clenching, spasming, her voice a wild, broken scream. "LYANNN...! DO IT...! FILL ME...! PLEASE... FILL ME... AHHHHH!"

And then she felt it—the thick, pulsing heat flooding her, a scalding, blinding wave of molten bliss. Her eyes rolled back, her screams a wild, frenzied wail, her body writhing in his grasp.

"AAAHHHHHHHH...! LYANNNNN...! YES... YES... YES...! TOO MUCH...! TOO FULL...! AHHHHH!"

Her entire world exploded, white stars dancing across her vision, her body shuddering violently, her thighs trembling, her voice breaking into breathless, sobbing gasps.

And still, his thick, throbbing length pulsed within her, filling her, overwhelming her, her entire body quaking with the unbearable, blinding ecstasy. Her fingers clutched at his shoulders, her nails leaving faint, trembling red lines.

The spy’s eyes grew wide, his breath a ragged, desperate gasp, his lips twitching in horrified disbelief. But Xena didn’t care. Her mind was a blinding, white-hot storm, her voice a breathless, frantic wail.

"LYANNN... AHHHHHH... TOO MUCH... TOO... AHHHHH... I’M... I’M GOING... CRAZY...! AHHHHH!"

Her vision blurred, her body trembled, her mind shattered. And in the darkness, she felt only him—Lyan, his heat, his strength, his impossible, overwhelming size, filling her, claiming her, drowning her in a wild, maddening, blinding bliss.

The heat of their wild, desperate union grew hotter, fiercer. Xena’s body quaked, her screams wild and ragged as Lyan’s powerful thrusts claimed her, filled her, consumed her. But then, a searing, white-hot pulse erupted within her—thick, burning waves of Lyan’s seed flooding her, an overwhelming, scalding heat that spread through her trembling core.

"AAAAHHHHHHHH...! LYANNN...! AHHHHH... TOO MUCH...! IT’S... IT’S TOO MUCH...! AHHHHH!" Xena’s voice broke into a wild, desperate wail, her head snapping back, eyes rolling up as her entire body convulsed. Her arms wrapped around his shoulders, nails clawing into his back, her entire body a trembling, quivering mess.

The heat, the overwhelming fullness, the wild, blinding rush of molten pleasure—it was too much. Her vision swam with white stars, her breath a shuddering gasp. And then her entire body went limp, her head resting against his chest, her eyelids fluttering as her mind swam in a dizzying haze of bliss.

Lyan’s strong arms held her firmly, cradling her, and with ease, he lifted her, carrying her over to the nearby couch. But instead of laying her down alone, he gently placed her on top of Ravia, who lay sprawled across the cushions, her dark eyes half-lidded with a knowing, smoldering look.

Xena’s hazy mind slowly cleared as she felt Ravia’s warm body beneath hers, the soft, rising and falling of her chest, the slow curl of Ravia’s lips into a sultry smile. And then she understood—what he meant, what he wanted.

"You... You meant this... both of us..." Xena whispered, a flicker of her mischievous smile returning.

Ravia’s cool, elegant voice whispered against Xena’s ear, "Yes... together... Whatever he wants."

Lyan’s smirk was dark, hungry. His powerful hands gripped their thighs, spreading them slightly, his thick, still-pulsing length throbbing with hunger. "Then I won’t hold back."

He positioned himself, his thick, burning tip brushing against Ravia’s slick, trembling entrance. But as he thrust forward, he shifted, and in the next moment, he slid into Xena instead—his thick, burning length stretching her quivering walls once more.

"AAAHHHHHH...! LYAN...! AHHHHH... SO FULL...! AHHHHH!" Xena’s head tilted back, her voice a wild, breathless wail. Her arms wrapped around Ravia beneath her, her face buried in the crook of her neck.

"SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!"

Each powerful thrust sent shockwaves of pleasure through Xena’s trembling body, her hips grinding against his, her voice a wild, desperate scream. But then he pulled out, and his thick, pulsing length plunged into Ravia instead.

"MMMPHH...! LYAN...! YOU... YOU’RE... TOO BIG...! AHHHH...! MORE... PLEASE...!" Ravia’s voice was a breathless, desperate moan, her head tilting back, her dark hair spilling across the cushions, her eyes rolling up as his thick, throbbing length filled her completely.

But it didn’t stop there. He switched again—his thick, pulsing length withdrawing from Ravia and plunging back into Xena’s quivering heat.

"SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!"

Their wild, desperate cries filled the room, mingled with the wet, rhythmic sound of their bodies colliding, his powerful hands gripping their thighs, their waists, pulling them closer, filling them over and over again.

"LYAN...! LYAN...! AHHHHH...! MORE...! PLEASE...! DON’T STOP...! DON’T... AHHHHH!" Xena’s voice was a wild, desperate wail, her entire body trembling, her nails raking across Ravia’s shoulders as she clung to her.

"SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!"

Lyan’s growl was low, rough, almost desperate as he switched again, his thick, burning length plunging into Ravia, filling her completely, his powerful thrusts shaking the couch beneath them.

"LYAN...! I CAN’T... I CAN’T...! AHHHH...!" Ravia’s voice broke into a wild, desperate moan, her arms wrapped around Xena, her entire body trembling against the soft, silken cushions.

And then he switched again—Xena’s wild, trembling heat clenching around his thick, pulsing length, her voice a wild, breathless scream.

"MORE...! LYAN...! MORE...! AHHHHH...!"

The rhythm grew faster, rougher—his powerful, relentless thrusts filling them one after another, their wild, desperate screams filling the air.

"SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!"

Their bodies quaked, their moans mingling, their fingers clutching at each other, their slick, trembling thighs pressed together, their entire world narrowed to the wild, desperate heat of his overwhelming size.

And then he growled—a dark, rumbling sound—and his thick, pulsing length plunged deep into Xena, a wild, scalding wave of molten seed flooding her trembling core.

"AAAAHHHHHHHH...! LYANNNNN...! TOO MUCH...! TOO FULL...! AHHHHH!"

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