The System Sent Me to Breed an All-Female Amazon Tribe-Chapter 119: Three Naked Bodies Gleamed in the Light (Yuri)
"He’s seamlessly teleporting it there," Tesa continued, voice muffled against Titania’s smooth chest, "despite aura being a conceptual thing. And it’s gathering so much, even a normal mortal could physically see what it is: something that should be non-existent."
"Ohhh! That sounds like a real monster," Tera said.
Another of her fingers plunged deeper inside Titania—three fingers now—curling hard against that spongy spot. Titania cried out, back bowing, breasts thrusting forward into Tesa’s mouth.
Tera’s other hand pinched Titania’s free nipple, rolling it roughly while her fingers fucked in and out with wet, rhythmic schlurps.
"So he wasn’t releasing all his power then?" Titania managed to say, but her voice was shaking.
"Of course not," Tesa answered.
She lifted her head, lips swollen and shiny. Then she pressed another of her fingers alongside Tera’s inside Titania—making four fingers stretching the tight cunt wide.
Titania sobbed, thighs trembling, hips grinding down onto their hands.
"He perhaps was releasing 5% of his magic power," Tesa continued, voice steady even as her own breathing grew ragged. "It wasn’t nearly how it had been in the summit two weeks ago. I almost started fighting him then. Speaking of which, he seems to have grown even more powerful."
Titania orgasmed suddenly—body locking rigid, pussy clamping down on their fingers in violent spasms. A hot gush sprayed between their hands, splashing into the bathwater.
She wailed, high and broken, tears leaking from the corners of her eyes as wave after wave tore through her.
Tesa and Tera slowed but didn’t stop completely—their fingers still moving inside her, milking every last tremor until Titania slumped back against Tera, chest heaving, limbs limp.
"And to think he shrunk before Her Majesty a while ago," Tera muttered.
She leaned in and licked a slow stripe up Titania’s neck—tongue flat and hot against wet skin. Titania moaned again, high and shaky, as their slick bodies clung together.
Sweat and bathwater mixed, making every point of contact slippery and obscene. Tera’s small breasts pressed hard against Titania’s back, nipples scraping across shoulder blades with every breath.
Their thighs rubbed together underwater, skin sliding against skin, heat building where their vagina touched through the warm liquid.
Tera’s fingers never refused to stop even after the orgasm—rolling slow circles over Titania’s clit, then dipping lower to push two fingers inside her fluttering entrance, curling against the front wall in steady, deliberate strokes.
"I believe that was an act," Tesa said, struggling to keep talking.
She ducked her head and caught one hard nipple between her teeth. The soft, meaty bud yielded under gentle pressure—warm, pliant flesh compressing slightly as she bit down just enough to sting.
Titania gasped, back arching. Tesa’s tongue swirled around the trapped nipple, tasting the faint salt of sweat and the sweet undertone of fairy dew.
The bumpy texture of the areola dragged across her tongue—tiny raised bumps catching on the slick surface as she flicked and lapped. She sucked hard, pulling the entire peak deeper into her mouth, teeth grazing again on the release.
"After all," Tesa continued, voice muffled against Titania’s chest, "Benjamin Mark’s magic power is on par with Her Majesty currently, no?"
"Queen Titania’s magic grows every day, infinitely," Tera added.
Her fingers plunged deeper stretching Titania’s tight cunt with wet, rhythmic thrusts. The slick walls sucked greedily around her knuckles, fluttering with every curl.
Titania’s hips still jerked forward, chasing the pressure, water sloshing around them in small waves.
"But it appears she has a rival now," Tera finished, voice low and rough.
Tesa lifted her head, glancing at the sky once more. The massive blue cloud still hung motionless in the artificial twilight, dense and swirling faintly.
"But that really is odd..." she said quietly. "Manifesting an aura like this... it’s like manifesting something like love, or faith, or ambition. It’s not something to be ’seen,’ no? It significantly resembles those types of law-breaking things only Namadris would do."
"G... Give me a break!!" Titania cried.
She surged upright, splashing water everywhere. Droplets flew in glittering arcs, catching the faint glow of the bath.
Her small breasts bounced with the sudden movement, nipples dark and swollen from the attention.
Tesa and Tera’s hands slipped free as Titania stood fully, water cascading down her body in rivulets.
"Am I your doll?!" she demanded, hands on hips, wings fluttering indignantly. "I can’t believe you perverts."
"We’re sorry, Your Majesty!" the twins chorused, bowing their heads.
But their expressions weren’t sorry at all.
It was "night" around that time.
The magical, artificial sun orb had fully dimmed, leaving the bath lit only by the natural glow of the tree-castle.
Bioluminescent veins pulsed softly along the rosewood rim; floating orbs drifted low, casting pools of pale silver across the water.
The three naked bodies gleamed in the light—skin slick, hair plastered, curves highlighted by shadow and shine.
Titania stepped out of the bath.
Water streamed off her in slow, sensual trails.
It rolled down her small breasts—beading on the stiff pink nipples before dripping in fat drops onto the wooden platform.
Streams traced the dip of her waist, the gentle flare of her hips, then slid between her thighs, mixing with the thick arousal still leaking from her swollen pussy.
Her unbraided silver hair clung wet to her back and shoulders, heavy strands dripping steadily, darkening the wood beneath her feet.
The bath’s glow caught every droplet, making her skin shimmer as though lit from within—almost luminous, every curve and hollow accentuated by the soft silver light.
And despite looking so small, she looked ethereal and powerful, and impossibly cute all at once—cheeks still flushed, eyes bright, wings quivering with leftover pleasure.
"For goodness sake," she huffed, stomping one foot. Water sprayed from her ankle. "Let’s go find that latecomer and punish him... Hm? Why are you both blushing like that? The water wasn’t even hot, you weaklings. Tough it up, and let’s go!"
Tesa and Tera exchanged a glance. Their cheeks were indeed dark—crimson spreading from ears to necks.
But... they weren’t blushing from the bath’s warmth.
Titania was just one hell of a cute and adorable creature.
They decided, once again for the twelve-millionth time or so, that they would protect her forever.
They all stepped out and left the bathing area.
"Will Vaelora not wake up already?" Tera asked. "or was stealing Benjamin Mark such an ordeal?"
"She hates it when we play with Her Majesty," Tesa replied, as they walked away from the bathing area, "I presume she wants to meet with him."
