Chapter 63 Chapter 63
⛧⛧⛧⛧⛧ Levi ⛧⛧⛧⛧⛧
I caught Apollo's eye across the kitchen, our gazes locking in that silent understanding we had built over the centuries of our shared dominance and soul-deep bonds. Adrianna's words hung in the air, her curvy frame still flushed from the raw fuck-fest we had just unleashed, her pussy lips glistening as she shifted. Cum from Apollo and Elena, from our earlier play trickling down her thigh. The queen bed talk hit home—our cramped setup was bullshit for this level of rough, public pounding. I doubt the couch will last much longer either. But Apollo and I had the mansion, some would even call it a small palace, that sprawling beast a few hours out, but we had kept it under wraps. No way were we uprooting the girls from their lives, jobs at the strip club, all that normalcy they clung to. But fuck, after this—Elena sandwiched and screaming, Adrianna's fingers buried in her while Apollo and I railed each other raw—it was time to lay it out. Another upside was that it was warded against all supernatural creatures except for Apollo and myself.
“We got a place,” I said, my voice rough from the grunts and groans, cock still half-hard and twitching against my thigh, smeared with Apollo's ass juices. I stepped closer, my muscular chest brushing Adrianna's arm, the scent of our mixed sweat and cum thick in the room. “A mansion, really. It is a few hours drive, but if you two wanna keep stripping, shaking those asses for cash every night, we can teleport your fine bodies to work. Save on gas, keep the routine—no uprooting needed.”
Apollo nodded, his intense eyes flicking to Elena, who was slumped against the counter, her slim legs shaky, dark hair matted to her neck, pussy still leaking his thick load onto the floor. He wiped a hand over his mouth, tasting her remnants, then gripped her hip possessively.
“Yeah, what Levi said. It has got space for all our shit—the oaths we make, the dominance games, fucking rough in every corner without squeezing into this dump.”
Elena blinked, her playful tease fading into a mix of shock and that overwhelmed haze from taking our cocks so deep. She walked closer to the table now, her tits heaved with each breath, nipples hard peaks begging for more pinches.
“Wait, what? I just moved in a few weeks ago. I can not afford to break the lease—rent is a bitch, and the manager is not exactly an asshole about fees, but I barely saved up enough to even get it.”
She crossed her arms under her chest, pushing those perky tits up, but her voice wavered, eyes darting to Adrianna's seductive smirk.
I chuckled low, stepping up behind her, my hardening cock nudging her ass cheek, the swollen head smearing pre-cum on her skin.
“Do not sweat it, Elena. I do have plenty of cash—plenty from side gigs and whatever deals I made. I will pay the lease break fee myself, and if it smooths shit over, toss in a few hundred extra for the trouble. As soon as you girls say the word, we start packing. The place has at least six bedrooms, three full baths. And the master suite? It has an Alaskan king bed—big enough for all four of us to tangle up, cocks slamming pussies and asses without anyone falling off the edge during a rough night.”
She shivered under my touch, her body remembering the dominance, the way I had driven Apollo deeper into her, making her squirt around his pounding shaft. Adrianna sidled up, her auburn curls bouncing, hand sliding possessively over Elena's flat belly, fingers dipping low to tease the cum-soaked folds.
“Sounds perfect,” Adrianna purred, her cunning eyes gleaming as she leaned in, nipping Elena's earlobe. “Imagine it—public fucks in the open rooms, boundaries tested in every corner.”
Apollo's muscular frame tensed with hunger, his cock stirring again as he watched us, that alpha dominance flaring.
“And the basement,” Apollo added, voice gravelly, stepping forward to cup Adrianna's heavy tit, thumb rolling her nipple hard enough to make her gasp. “We could convert it easily into a full sex dungeon. Chains on the walls, spreader bars, toys for every kink—rough play, we can even make new oaths binding us tighter. Perfect setup for your OnlyFans, Adrianna. Film us dominating each other raw, pussies stretched, asses beaten red, cocks buried deep while the world watches.”
His eyes locked on mine, a promise of more punishment lurking, my swollen ass from earlier throbbing at the memory of his control.
Fuck, the thought hit me hard—teleporting these sluts to the club, watching them grind on poles before hauling them back for nights of brutal fucking on that massive bed. Elena's breath hitched, her hand reaching back to grip my thigh, nails digging in as Adrianna's fingers plunged deeper into her slick pussy, pumping slowly and teasing.
“Are you serious?” Elena moaned, hips bucking involuntarily, her teasing nature cracking under the fresh wave of lust. “A dungeon... for all this?”
“Dead serious,” I growled, grinding my cock against her ass, the tip probing her crack, slick with leftover cum. Apollo moved in, sandwiching her between us again, his shaft pressing against her belly, hot and insistent. Adrianna laughed softly, withdrawing her fingers with a wet pop, sucking them clean while eyeing the growing bulges. The kitchen air thickened, dominance pulsing like a heartbeat—oaths we had twisted into this raw bond, public sex spilling from every interaction, rough play just a teleport away from escalating.
Levi's mind raced with images: Elena bent over the Alaskan king, Apollo's cock ramming her from behind while I fucked his ass, Adrianna filming it all, her curvy body joining in, pussy grinding on Elena's face. Regret from breaking that promise earlier faded into fierce loyalty, my soulmate-tie to Apollo pulling tighter. We had built this—mansion of filth, no holds barred. But first, more teasing, more dominance to seal the deal, cocks and pussies aching for the next round.