Rehab for SuperVillains (18+)-Chapter 169: you’ve got a partner now

"That’s good. Freya, you’ve got a partner now," Kael said, his hazel eyes gleaming with mischief, his grin wicked as he stood in the steamy bathroom, his boxers barely containing his arousal, the air thick with the scent of soap and desire.

Freya, naked and glistening from her shower, her platinum-cyan hair dripping, turned to Rhea, her blue eyes narrowing playfully.

"What? Rhea, you too? On purpose?" Freya asked, her voice teasing, her full breasts swaying slightly, water droplets tracing her curves, her pink nipples taut under the bathroom’s dim glow.

Rhea’s face burned red, her amber eyes darting, her crimson hair loose as she clutched the sex toys bag, her frame tense.

"We’re a team," she mumbled, her voice shaky but defiant, her nipples hardening against the cool air. "We take the fall together."

"Yeah, sure," Kael mocked, his chuckle low, his hazel eyes glinting. "Nice cover, Rhea." He leaned against the sink, his lean muscles flexing, his boxers tight. "Take a shower, Rhea. I will get started with Freya first."

Rhea nodded, her amber eyes flickering with nerves and excitement.

She stripped off her tank top and black pants, revealing her toned body, her perky breasts bouncing free, her nipples pink and erect, her flat stomach leading to a trim waist and firm ass.

She stepped into the shower, the water hissing as it hit her skin, steam curling around her, her crimson hair darkening as it clung to her shoulders.

Freya stepped out, her wet hair slicked back, water dripping from her toned curves, her blue eyes locked on Kael.

"What now?" she asked, her voice low, a sultry edge cutting through the steam, her naked body a vision of wet, shimmering perfection.

Kael’s grin widened, his hazel eyes dark with intent. "Go stand facing the wall, Freya. Bend down, show me that ass."

Freya raised an eyebrow, her lips curving into a smirk, but she complied, striding to the tiled wall, her hips swaying, her breasts jiggling softly.

She planted her palms against the cool tiles, bending forward, thrusting her round, firm ass back at Kael, the water still glistening on her skin, her thighs parted slightly, revealing the tight, pink pucker of her asshole and the slick folds of her pussy.

"Like this?" she purred, her voice daring, her blue eyes glancing back, her wet hair trailing down her back like a silver cascade.

"Nice," Kael said, his voice husky, his arousal straining his boxers as he drank in the sight—her plump cheeks, the tantalizing curve where her thighs met her ass, the faint sheen of water making her glow.

"Perfect."

"This feels... humiliating," Freya said, her tone half-teasing, half-curious, her ass wiggling slightly. "What, you doing a cavity search?"

Kael chuckled, grabbing a bottle of lube from the bag, the clear gel cool in his hand. "Close. Cavity probe," he said, his grin wicked, his hazel eyes locked on her exposed hole.

He squirted lube onto his index finger, the slick scent mixing with the steam, and approached, his free hand grazing her hip, her skin warm and slick under his touch.

He pressed his lubed finger against her tight asshole, circling gently, feeling the muscle clench, then relax slightly.

"Breathe," he murmured, his voice low, coaxing.

Freya gasped, her blue eyes widening, her fingers gripping the tiles, her ass quivering as his finger pushed in, slow, the tight ring stretching around him, warm and velvety.

"Oh... fuck," she moaned, her voice a breathy mix of shock and pleasure, her thighs trembling, her breasts swaying beneath her, water dripping from her nipples.

The sensation was intense—foreign, invasive, but electrifying, a tingling heat spreading through her core, her pussy growing wetter with each gentle thrust of his finger.

Kael worked her slowly, his finger sliding deeper, curling slightly, the lube making each movement smooth, her moans growing louder, echoing in the bathroom.

Rhea, showering on the other side, her back to them, heard Freya’s gasps, her own ass clenching with excitement, her amber eyes wide, water streaming down her toned back, her pussy tingling as she imagined Kael’s fingers in her.

Her legs squeezed together, her nipples aching, the sound of Freya’s pleasure igniting her own arousal.

"Ready for more?" Kael asked, his voice low, his hazel eyes locked on Freya’s stretched hole, his cock throbbing in his boxers.

Freya nodded, her breath hitching, her blue eyes half-lidded.

He added a second finger, more lube dripping down her crack, the stretch drawing a sharper moan from her, her ass pushing back instinctively, craving more.

"That’s it," he murmured, his fingers scissoring gently, opening her wider, her tight walls pulsing around him, her moans a symphony of surrender, her pussy dripping onto the tiles below.

Freya’s gasps filled the air, her body trembling, her breasts bouncing with each shudder, the pleasure-pain of the stretch overwhelming, her clit throbbing for attention.

Kael bent down, his breath hot against her ass, and flicked his tongue across her lubed asshole, the sudden wet heat making her cry out, her voice raw.

"Kael, what the fuck?" she moaned, her blue eyes wide, her ass clenching around his fingers, the sensation filthy and intoxicating, her pussy clenching in response.

"Just helping you relax," Kael lied, his grin wicked, his tongue circling her hole, tasting the lube’s faint sweetness, her musky arousal driving him wild.

He licked again, slow and erotic, her moans growing desperate, her thighs shaking.

He kept his two fingers inside, stretching her, while his other hand slid forward, his thumb finding her throbbing clit, stroking it in firm, slow circles, her pussy slick and pulsing, her moans turning to whimpers, her body teetering on the edge of ecstasy.

Rhea stepped out of the shower, her crimson hair dripping, her toned body glistening, her perky breasts bouncing, her nipples hard as pebbles.

She froze, her amber eyes wide, watching Kael’s fingers and tongue work Freya, Freya’s ass thrust back, her moans echoing. Kael glanced up, his hazel eyes teasing.

"Grab the anal beads, Rhea."