Your Girlfriend Calls Me Daddy-Chapter 92 - 93 | A Generator at Maximum Capacity

Cheon’s moans climbed higher. Her inner walls started that telltale flutter again. She was close. Really close.

I angled my hips differently, hitting deeper. She screamed into the mattress, her whole body tensing.

"There," she gasped. "Right there, don’t—ah!"

The orgasm hit her like a truck. Her walls clamped down on me so hard I saw stars. The drain spiked, lightning crackling through every nerve I had as her Essentia surged through the connection.

I kept thrusting through it, drawing it out. My fingers inside Mera worked faster, rougher. She was right on the edge too, her hips bucking against my hand.

"Come on," I told her.

She bit down on my shoulder, muffling her own scream as her orgasm crashed through her. Her walls squeezed my fingers, pulsing in rhythm with Cheon’s around my dick. The dual sensation of both girls cumming at the same time nearly finished me right there.

But I held on. Barely.

Cheon collapsed forward, boneless and trembling. I slid out of her carefully, then retracted my fingers from Mera. The Rubber Body ability deactivated, my hand returning to normal size and shape.

Weird as hell. But useful.

Mera looked at my hand like it had personally offended her. "That’s cheating."

"All’s fair," I replied.

She tackled me backward onto the mattress, straddling my hips. Her hands pinned my wrists above my head, her tail coiling around my thigh for extra leverage. Those yellow eyes glowed in the darkness, predatory and dangerous.

"My turn for real this time," she said.

She grabbed my dick, lining herself up. The condom was still on somehow. Miracle of modern engineering.

She sank down in one smooth motion, taking all of me. Her head fell back, a low moan escaping her throat. I thrust up to meet her, unable to help myself.

"Fuck yes," she groaned.

She started riding me, her hips rolling in a rhythm that should’ve been impossible. Her breasts bounced with each movement, hypnotic in the worst way. I couldn’t look away.

Cheon recovered enough to move, crawling over to us. She positioned herself near my head, straddling my face without warning.

"Fair’s fair," she murmured, her voice still shaky.

I grabbed her thighs, pulling her down. My tongue found her immediately, tasting myself mixed with her. The combination was filthy in the best way. She moaned above me, her hands finding my hair for balance.

Mera continued riding me, picking up speed. Her moans mixed with Cheon’s, creating a soundtrack that belonged in porn, not real life. The drains between all three of us were wide open now, Essentia cycling in a loop that had no clear beginning or end.

Lightning, honey, and cinnamon. All three flavors crashed through me simultaneously, overwhelming every sense I had.

Cheon ground down on my face, chasing her third orgasm of the night. I worked my tongue inside her, feeling her walls flutter against it. She was close again. So was Mera based on the way her inner walls were starting to pulse.

"Rome," Mera gasped. "I’m gonna—"

"Me too," Cheon whimpered above me.

I thrust up harder into Mera while increasing pressure with my tongue on Cheon. Both girls tensed at the same moment, their bodies locking up as orgasms hit them simultaneously.

The drain exploded. Essentia flooded into me from both directions, so much energy I thought my brain would short-circuit. Lightning and cinnamon and honey mixed into something I didn’t have words for, something that tasted like colors and felt like music.

Both girls collapsed. Cheon rolled off my face, gasping for air. Mera fell forward onto my chest, her hips still twitching with aftershocks.

I was still hard, still aching, still on the edge of finishing.

"Not done," I managed to say.

Mera laughed breathlessly. "Give me a minute."

"No."

I flipped us, pinning her beneath me. She looked up with wide eyes, surprised but not opposed. I grabbed her legs, pushing them up toward her chest. The position opened her up completely.

"Hold on," I warned.

Then I fucked her like I’d been wanting to all night. Hard, fast, no mercy. She screamed, her nails raking down my back hard enough to draw blood. The pain mixed with pleasure, making everything sharper.

Cheon watched from beside us, one hand between her legs again. The sight of the perfect class representative getting herself off while watching me rail Mera pushed me right to the edge.

"Fuck," I groaned.

The orgasm hit like lightning. My vision whited out as I came harder than I ever had before. The drain spiked one last time, draining the last drops of Essentia from both girls as I emptied myself into the condom.

When I could see again, I was collapsed on top of Mera. She was stroking my hair, her breathing still uneven. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

"Holy shit," she murmured.

"Yeah."

Cheon crawled over, pressing against my other side. Her fingers traced lazy patterns on my shoulder blade.

"That was," she started, then stopped. "I don’t have words."

"Same," Mera agreed.

I rolled off Mera carefully, landing between both girls. They immediately curled into my sides, Mera’s tail draping across all three of us like a blanket.

A quest notification popped up in my vision.

QUEST UPDATED: ORCHESTRA OF ANIMOSITY

OBJECTIVE COMPLETE: STRENGTHEN TEAM BONDS

REWARD: A-RANK GACHA TICKET

I lay sandwiched between Mera and Cheon, feeling their breath against my skin as we all caught our breath. My mind buzzed with energy—not just from the incredible sex but from the pure Essentia I’d absorbed from both of them. Their combined power hummed through my system like a generator running at maximum capacity.

"Who’s hungry?" I asked, suddenly feeling ravenous.

Mera’s tail twitched against my leg. "Always thinking with your stomach."

"Not always," I said with a smirk. "But we missed dinner, and I’m starving."

Cheon propped herself up on one elbow, her light blue hair falling across her face in a way that made her look nothing like the uptight class representative everyone knew. "I could eat something."

I reached for my phone on the nightstand. "Pizza? Thai? Whatever you want."

"Thai," Mera said immediately.

"I don’t care," Cheon added. "As long as it’s not pizza."

I ordered through an app while they both watched over my shoulders, Mera adding more items than any normal person could eat. The total hit three figures, but I didn’t care. Dad’s money, Dad’s problem.

"Thirty minutes," I announced, tossing the phone aside.

"Enough time to shower," Cheon said, already sliding off the bed.

I caught her wrist. "Together?"

Her cheeks flushed pink, but she nodded.

Mera stretched like a cat, her red skin gleaming in the dim light. "I’ll join you in a minute. Order me some spring rolls too."

"Already did."

"Good boy," she purred.

I rolled my eyes but couldn’t stop the smile spreading across my face. Something about this—having both of them here, feeling completely at ease—felt right in a way I hadn’t expected.

"Come on," I said, pulling Cheon toward the bathroom. "Food’s coming soon."