The World Is Mine For The Taking-Chapter 1080 - 166 - To The Next Location (5)

"W-Wait, Morthea—w-what are you...?!" Lixis’s voice cracked into a startled squeal, her entire body jerking as if she’d just been zapped. Her eyes flew open wide, pupils trembling in shock, her breath scraping out of her throat in a shaky gasp that made her look like she couldn’t decide whether to pull away or freeze.

She had every reason to react like that.

Morthea had already pushed the makeshift strap on—crafted entirely from her living, twisting vine magic—straight into Lixis’s ass without warning. The vines pulsed faintly with life, tightening and loosening like a heartbeat, the surface textured with tiny ridges that made Lixis shiver violently the moment they disappeared between her cheeks.

"Fufufu... this is your fault for being naughty," Morthea teased, leaning in with that mischievous smirk she always used when she knew she had someone cornered. Her voice dripped playfulness and warning at the same time. "If you’d just waited patiently for your turn, maybe this wouldn’t be happening."

With that, she thrust deeper—slow at first, then deliberately sharper—making Lixis’s breath hitch into an incoherent cry. The vine-strap moved with an unnerving, almost serpentine wiggle, sliding deeper inside until even I felt the movement, pressing faintly through her inner walls and brushing against my cock inside her.

"Aaaah—n-no...! Anghhh...! Aaaaah—ah, ah, ahhhngh—ah, ahhhh...~! I-I-It’s being... being sandwiched...~ Nnghhh... ahhhh...!"

Her voice broke apart with every syllable, her body twitching like she didn’t know whether to clench or melt.

Morthea kept moving, and I started moving too—drawn into the rhythm without thinking. I pushed myself inside Lixis again, matching Morthea’s pace, our thrusts syncing naturally until her breath came out in a long, desperate whimper.

"Nghhh—aaahh—n-not you too, Master...!" she moaned, her body trembling as both holes were filled and stretched. "Nghhh—aaahhhnnghh—ah—ahhhngh—ah—ah—ahhh—aaaah...!"

The vines inside her ass wiggled with Morthea’s thrusts, and every movement rippled through her body, making her tighten around me. I could feel the strap on pressing inside from the other side, each shift adding a strange, overwhelming friction that made her walls shake around my cock.

"Nhghh—aaahngh—ah—ahhhngh—aaaah...~ A-Ahhh... ahhhh...! N-Ngghhhh... aaahhnghhh... aaah...! Nghh... aaahhnghh... aaahhh... ah, ah, ahhhnngh, ah, ahhh, aaahh, ahhh~ Nghhh... aaahhnghh...!"

"Do you like that, Lixis?" Morthea asked, leaning over her shoulder while squeezing her breasts with both hands, kneading them roughly, teasingly. "Do you like having two dicks stuffed inside your holes? I shaped the vines to match Master’s size perfectly."

Her grasp tightened slightly, enough to make Lixis arch her back.

"T-Two big things... inside both my holes...~ Nghhh—ahnghh—ah—ahhhn—ah—aaaahhnghhh—aaahhnghhh—ah—ah—ahhhh—aaaaaaaaahhh...~ aaahh, aaahhnghh, ah, ahhhnnn, ahh, ahhh...! Annghhh, ahhh...! N-Noooo...! It feels... too good... Nghhh—ahngh—ah—ahhhhnnghh—aaah...~!"

Morthea smirked, low and satisfied.

"You’re going to get completely ravished... the same way you ravished Almea with your fingers." Her lips brushed Lixis’s ear. "You like this, right?"

"Aahhh—Y-Yes...! To be ravished in both holes...~ To be filled with something so thick in both holes...~ It feels so good...~!! Nghhh—aaahngh—ahhh...! Ahhh—ahhh—ahhhnghhh—aaaaaaaaaah...!"

Her voice dissolved into breathy, broken moans as her eyes started rolling backward. Her lips parted, saliva slipping from the corner of her mouth, her chest heaving as she struggled to breathe through the overwhelming wave of sensation flooding her brain.

"Ahhhn—ah—ahh—ah—ah—ahhh—ah—ahhnngh—aaanghhh~ Hgnhhhhhhhhh...!"

Her thighs trembled violently, her toes curling, her fingers twitching as if she couldn’t decide whether to grab something or just let herself fall apart.

"Nghhh—aaahhh... nghhhh aaahhhngh, ah, ahhh, ahhhngh, ah, aaahhnghh, ah aaaaahhh, nghhhh! Ah—ah—ahhhngh—ahhh...! Ahnnnnghh—ah—ah—ah—aaaah—aaaahhhnghhh...~ Hnghhh—hnnnnn...!"

Morthea and I continued pounding her in synchronized rhythm, our thrusts making her entire body jolt forward every time. I could feel her walls squeeze and soften, then clamp again, yielding around both intrusions as we alternated angles and pressure.

Each time the vine pressed in through the back, I felt it through her, the pressure making her tighten around me like she was trying to hold onto both sensations at once.

"Ahhh—ahhngh—ahhh...~ Nghhh—nnnnghh—ahhnghhh...~ Ahhh—no... ahh—aaahh... It’s so good...~ A-Almost... almost there...~"

"Yes, cum...! Cum, Lixis!" Morthea urged, her fingers closing around Lixis’s nipples and pinching them sharply.

"Ahhhh—M-Morthea... Nghhhh—aaahh—ah—ah—ahhh—ahnghhhh...! Mortheaaaa...~ M-Masterrrrrrrrr... Nghhhhhh~ Hnghhh—ahhh...!"

Her pussy suddenly clamped down on me—hard. The tightness was immediate and overwhelming, like her body was trying to crush my cock from the inside.

"C-Cumming—cumming—cumminggggggggggggggggggg!!!" she screamed, her back arching high, her body shuddering violently as white sparks seemed to explode across her field of vision. "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahnghhhhh...!!"

Her orgasm hit like a shockwave—sharp, powerful, explosive—her body convulsing, squirt bursting out of her in a sudden pulse as she clenched around both intrusions with everything she had.

"Haaa... hhnghhh... aaah...~" Lixis’s expression slackened completely, her eyes unfocused, her cheeks flushed deep red as her body seemed to melt under her own weight. "Nghhh... aaah...~"

"Fufufu... now it’s going to be my turn, right?" Morthea asked, pulling Lixis gently away from me. My cock throbbed painfully, still hard, still twitching, the pressure almost unbearable since I hadn’t cum yet.

"Morthea, do you really think you’re getting the easy part?" Almea said, already composed and calm again, but with a dangerous glint in her eyes.

Before Morthea could react, vines surged from all directions—smooth, whip-quick—coiling around her limbs and waist. They slid up her sides, across her chest, and then lifted her clean off the floor in one swift motion.

"W-Wait—what?!" Morthea yelped, her eyes widening as the vines spread her legs apart, exposing her pussy dripping like a waterfall, the slickness running down her thighs.

Almea clearly had her own plans.

Well—if she wanted Morthea fucked senseless, then I was more than ready to help.

I stood up, stepped closer, and lined my cock against Morthea’s crotch, her soaked folds practically trembling as they dripped more and more.

"M-Master...?" Morthea’s voice quivered, a mix of apprehension and unmistakable excitement. Her pussy gave away her real feelings—leaking nonstop, pulsing faintly.

I grabbed her hips, pulled her toward me, pushed my cock against her dripping folds, parted her pussy with one slow stroke, and sank into her in a single, deep motion—burying myself until I hit her cervix in one clean thrust.