Shadow Monarch in DC-Chapter 418: Double Trouble [R-18]
The heavy doors sealed with a quiet click, and the master bedroom swallowed them in shadow and silk. Moonlight sliced through the tall windows in clean silver bars.
Arthur carried them the final steps, then set Raven down first, slow, letting her slide along the length of his body until her bare feet met the rug. Kara followed a heartbeat later, legs unwrapping from his waist only because he guided her down, hands firm on her hips. Neither woman stepped back. They stayed pressed close, one on each side, boxing him in the way they knew he secretly craved.
Kara tilted her head, golden hair spilling over one shoulder, and gave him that bright, wicked smile that always promised trouble. "You were saying something about resting?"
"Did I?" Arthur answered, voice low with no trace of hesitation. His hands were already moving, one sliding up Raven’s spine under the thin silk, the other curling around the back of Kara’s neck, thumb brushing the pulse point there.
Raven’s lips curved, her eyes glittering.
She didn’t ask. She simply rose on her toes, caught his mouth, and kissed him like she was claiming territory she already owned, tongue sliding against his. Arthur met her stroke for stroke, one hand tightening in her hair to angle her head exactly how he wanted while the other kept Kara pinned against his side.
Kara didn’t wait to be invited. She leaned in and pressed open-mouthed kisses along the line of his jaw, then down the side of his throat, teeth grazing just enough to draw a low sound from him, Her fingers found the hem of his shirt and tugged upward without preamble.
"Off," she ordered against his skin, voice playful with heat. "You’ve got too many layers between us and what we want."
Arthur broke the kiss with Raven long enough to let Kara yank the fabric over his head. It hit the floor somewhere behind them. The moment his arms were free again, he hooked one around Raven’s waist and the other around Kara’s, lifting them both just enough to walk them backward toward the bed. They laughed soft, delighted as their bodies stayed locked to his.
He dropped them onto the sheets together, then followed, bracing one knee between Raven’s thighs and the other between Kara’s so he loomed over them both.
Kara reached up first, fingers tracing the fresh bruises across his ribs with surprising gentleness before she flattened her palm and pushed him onto his back. "Our turn to drive," she said, straddling his hips in one fluid motion. Her skirt rode up her thighs; she didn’t bother fixing it. Instead she leaned down, captured his mouth again, and kissed him hard.
Raven slid in beside them, hair spilling across Arthur’s chest as she pressed herself along his side. Her hand found his, guided it to her breast so he could feel the rapid beat of her heart. When he squeezed, she let out a soft, pleased hum against his collarbone, then dragged her lips downward slow, deliberate kisses over every scar, every ridge of muscle. before she nipped the skin just hard enough to make his erection jump against the confines of his trousers. Kara felt it too, straddling him, she rocked forward deliberately, grinding her damp heat against the thick ridge of him through fabric, letting out a pleased little moan when he flexed up into her in instinctive response.
"Fuck," Kara breathed against his lips, voice gone husky. "You’re already this..."
She didn’t give him time to answer. Instead she sat up straighter, reached behind her neck, and unhooked the delicate clasp of her top. The silk parted, sliding down her arms and pooling at her elbows before she tossed it aside. Her breasts spilled free, full, nipples already flushed and Arthur’s hands were on them instantly, thumbs circling the peaks while his fingers splayed wide to hold their weight.
Raven didn’t stay idle. She hooked her fingers into the waistband of his trousers and tugged downward in one smooth, impatient motion. Arthur lifted his hips to help; the fabric dragged over his erection and then down his thighs, finally kicked off somewhere into the dark. He was bare now.
Raven wrapped her hand around him first, stroking from root to tip with a twist at the crown that made his hips jerk. Kara watched, eyes glittering, then leaned forward and let a long string of spit fall from her lips onto the head of his shaft. Raven’s hand spread it immediately, slicking him.
"...," Arthur growled, head tipping back into the pillow.
Kara grinned, wicked and bright. "Not yet." 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎
She rose up on her knees, shoved her skirt higher around her waist, no underwear underneath, just smooth skin and the slick shine of arousal coating her inner thighs. She positioned herself above him, one hand braced on his chest, the other guiding the head of his erection to her entrance. She didn’t sink down right away. She teased rubbing the swollen tip back and forth through her, coating him in her wetness until they were both trembling with it.
Raven chose that moment to swing a leg over Arthur’s chest, straddling him facing Kara. She settled just below Kara’s breasts, thighs bracketing his ribs, her own cunt hovering inches above his sternum. The scent of her arousal hit him like a drug, intoxicating.
"Eat me while she rides you," Raven ordered softly, voice velvet and steel.
Arthur didn’t need to be told twice. His hands gripped the backs of her thighs, pulling her down until her cunt pressed hot and wet against his mouth. He licked into her, hungry strokes of his tongue that dragged from her entrance to her clit and back again. Raven shuddered hard, fingers sinking into his hair, hips rocking to chase the pressure.
At the same moment Kara finally sank down.
She took him in one long, slow glide, inch by inch until her ass met his hips and he was buried to the hilt inside her. The stretch made her gasp, head falling forward so her golden hair curtained around them both. Arthur groaned into Raven’s heat at the feel of Kara’s tight, fluttering heat clamping down around him.
Then they moved.
Kara rolled her hips in deep, grinding circles at first working herself on him, letting the head of his shaft drag against that spot inside her that made her breath hitch every time. Raven rode his face in counterpoint, slick thighs trembling around his ears as his tongue fucked into her in steady, relentless thrusts.
The room filled with wet sounds, skin on skin, mouths and tongues and cunt and broken, desperate noises. Kara’s moans climbed higher, sharper. Raven’s were lower, throatier, almost growls when Arthur sucked hard on her clit.
Kara leaned forward suddenly to Raven, their breasts pressed together, nipples dragging, and Arthur felt Kara clench hard around his cock at the contact.
He bucked up into her, harder, deeper meeting every downward roll of her hips until the slap of flesh echoed in the dark. Arthur’s tongue flicked fast and merciless over her Raven’s clit; her thighs shook, fingers tightening in his hair so hard it stung.
"Close," Raven gasped. "Don’t stop..."
Kara laughed breathlessly,
Raven came first, back arching, thighs clamping around Arthur’s head, a low, broken moan tearing out of her as she pulsed against his mouth. Wetness coated his chin.
The sight, Raven trembling, snapped something in Kara. She slammed down onto Arthur’s cock once, twice, then froze, inner walls spasming, fluttering, milking him as she came with a sharp, keening cry. Her nails dug into his chest, leaving red crescents.
Arthur wasn’t far behind.
The tight, rhythmic clench of Kara around him, the taste of Raven, the sight of them both wrecked and beautiful above him, it was too much. His hands clamped down on Kara’s hips, holding her flush against him as he drove up hard one last time and spilled inside her. Pulse after thick pulse, heat flooding deep.
For long seconds the only sound was harsh breathing and the soft, wet slide of bodies still pressed together.
Then Kara leaned down, kissed him slow and filthy, while Raven slid bonelessly to the side, curling against Arthur’s chest, still trembling with aftershocks.
Kara stayed seated on him a moment longer, rocking gently, drawing out the last lazy flutters of pleasure for both of them.
Finally she lifted off with a soft, satisfied sound, his fluids already slipping out of her, glistening on her thighs. She collapsed beside them, one leg thrown over both of theirs, hand finding Raven’s and lacing their fingers together across Arthur’s heaving stomach.
Raven pressed a lazy kiss to his shoulder.
Kara nuzzled into the crook of his neck.
Arthur wrapped both arms around them, pulling them in tight.
Arthur’s chest still heaved, slick with sweat and the mingled scent of all three of them, but his erection hadn’t softened at all. It stood rigid against his stomach, glistening from Kara’s release and his own.
’You guys really messed up by not letting me rest...’ He moved before either woman could catch their breath.
One arm hooked under Raven’s waist, the other braced against the mattress, and in a single fluid roll he flipped her beneath him. She landed on her back with a soft gasp, her hair fanning across the white sheets. He settled between her thighs, knees spreading her wider, the heavy length of him brushing the slick folds of her cunt.
"It’s your turn," he said, voice gravel-rough, eyes locked on hers.
Raven’s breath hitched. Her pupils blew wide. Kara, still sprawled beside them with her legs tangled in the sheets, lifted her head and her eyes widened too, golden lashes fluttering as she took in the sight of him: hard, relentless, already nudging at Raven’s entrance like he intended to ruin her next.
"You are a demon.." Raven whispered, half-laugh, half-moan, her voice trembling with equal parts awe and hunger. Her hands slid up his arms, nails digging into muscle as if testing whether he was real.
Kara’s lips parted. "I..." She trailed off, words dissolving into a shaky exhale. Her gaze darted between Arthur’s face and the place where his erection pressed hot and insistent against Raven’s slit. She looked wrecked already, cheeks flushed, mouth swollen but the sight of him ready to take Raven again lit something fresh and greedy in her eyes. And Arthur didn’t wait for permission.
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