Your Girlfriend Calls Me Daddy-Chapter 94 - 95 | Post-Orgasm Haze and Poor Priorities

I found a brutal pace, slamming into her over and over. The sound of skin hitting skin filled the room, obscene and perfect. She matched me thrust for thrust, her hips working to take everything I could give.

Her tail unwrapped from my thigh and coiled around my bicep instead, using it for extra leverage. She pulled herself up higher, changing the angle.

"Right there," she gasped. "Don’t stop."

I wouldn’t dream of it.

Her mouth found my neck. She licked a long stripe up to my ear, then bit down hard enough to make me hiss. The pain mixed with pleasure, sharpening everything.

"Mine," she whispered against my skin. "You’re mine."

"Yeah."

She bit again, lower this time. Her teeth scraped across my collarbone, marking me. Claiming me in the most primal way possible.

The drain between us cycled faster. My Essentia poured back into her, amplifying everything she felt. She trembled in my arms, her whole body going taut.

"Close," she warned.

"Me too."

I shifted my grip, one arm hooked under her thigh to spread her wider. The new angle let me hit deeper, harder. She sobbed against my neck, her moans dissolving into incoherent sounds.

Her inner walls started fluttering. I felt the orgasm building inside her through the drain, a rising wave of energy that was about to crash.

"Come for me," I told her.

She did.

The orgasm ripped through her like lightning. Her walls clamped down on me so hard I saw stars. The drain exploded, her Essentia flooding into me in one massive surge that tasted like fire and honey and complete surrender.

I followed her over the edge. The release hit me like a freight train, my vision whiting out as I came harder than I ever had. No condom to dull the sensation. Just raw heat and the feeling of emptying myself inside her completely.

My legs nearly gave out. I leaned harder against the wall, pinning her there while we both rode out the aftershocks. She was still trembling, soft whimpers escaping her throat.

When I could see again, I found her staring at me. Those yellow eyes were unfocused and glassy, but satisfied in a way I’d never seen before.

"Feel that?" she murmured.

I felt it. The warmth spreading inside her. The physical proof of what we’d just done. It was reckless and stupid and absolutely perfect.

"Yeah."

She kissed me again, softer now. Gentle. Her tail unwound from my arm and draped across both of us like a blanket.

"Thank you," she whispered.

I didn’t know what to say to that. So I just held her, our bodies still connected, and let the moment exist without overthinking it.

The sound of running water from the bathroom reminded me that we weren’t actually alone. Cheon was still in the shower, probably wondering what the hell we were doing out here.

"We should clean up," I said. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

Mera made a noncommittal noise. "In a minute."

"The food’s gonna get here soon."

"So?"

"So I don’t want to answer the door covered in sex and bite marks."

She pulled back to look at my neck, then grinned. "Oops."

"Oops? Mera, you mauled me."

"You liked it."

I couldn’t argue with that.

She unwrapped her legs from my waist slowly, whimpering when I slipped out of her. She looked down between us, watching as evidence of what we’d done started dripping down her inner thigh.

"Hot," she said appreciatively.

"You’re insane."

"We established that already."

I carried her to the bed and set her down gently. She sprawled across the mattress, completely shameless in her nakedness. Her tail flicked lazily behind her.

"You’re staring," she observed.

"Can you blame me?"

She laughed, propping herself up on her elbows. "Go check on Panda. Make sure she didn’t drown in there."

"She’s not gonna drown."

"You never know. She might’ve slipped while thinking about what we were doing out here."

I grabbed a towel from the chair and wiped myself off quickly. The bathroom door was still closed, steam escaping from the crack at the bottom.

I knocked. "Cheon? You alive in there?"

A pause. Then, "Yes."

"You’ve been in there a while."

"I’m almost done."

The water shut off a moment later. I waited, leaning against the doorframe. Mera watched from the bed, still not bothering to cover herself.

The door opened. Cheon stepped out wrapped in a towel, her wet hair hanging loose around her shoulders. She looked between me and Mera, then at my neck.

Her eyes narrowed. "Did she bite you?"

"Multiple times," Mera called from the bed.

Cheon’s cheeks flushed. "That’s going to leave marks."

"That’s the point," Mera said.

"People will see."

"Good."

I stepped into the bathroom before Cheon could start lecturing. "I’m gonna shower. Food should be here in ten."

"Rome," Cheon started.

"It’s fine, Panda. Relax."

I closed the door before she could argue. The bathroom still smelled like her soap, floral and clean. Complete opposite of what I smelled like right now.

I turned on the water and stepped under the spray. Hot water sluiced over my skin, washing away sweat and everything else. My neck stung where Mera had bitten me. I touched one of the marks and winced.

Yeah, those were gonna be visible tomorrow.

Tomorrow. Battle Trials. The thought crashed through my post-orgasm haze like cold water.

I had less than thirty hours to figure out how to make my dysfunctional team work. Less than thirty hours to convince Noel that I wasn’t the enemy and Usagi that she was capable of more than she believed.

And I’d just spent the evening fucking both my girlfriends instead of strategizing.

Priorities, Rome.

But as I stood under the water, feeling the residual warmth of both their Essentia still humming through my system, I couldn’t bring myself to regret it.

The quest notification had confirmed it. Strengthening team bonds. That’s what the system wanted.

And apparently, my definition of strengthening bonds involved extremely literal interpretations.