Chapter 245: Chapter 245- Graceful

For a long moment, they simply lay there, breaths mingling, bodies still thrumming with the aftershocks of their shared climax, Julian looked down into Celestia’s storm-grey eyes, now soft and hazy with satisfaction.

He leaned in, pressing a soft, lingering kiss to her forehead. "You were incredible, Celestia," he murmured, his voice thick with reverence and spent passion, As he slowly withdrew from her, Celestia let out a soft, sharp gasp at the sensation.

The evidence of their union, his warm seed, began to escape her, tracing a glistening path down her inner thigh- vivid, intimate mark of their connection, Julian’s gaze then shifted to Clarissa, who had been watching with eager, hungry eyes.

She was already moving, positioning herself on the bed, her body open and ready for him, Without a word, he moved over her, aligning his body with hers.

"I’m going to fill you now," he stated, his voices husky whisper.

Clarissa nodded, a beautifully impertinent smile gracing her lips. "Yes, please.."

He entered her in one smooth, sure stroke, There was no resistance, only the welcoming, slick heat of her desire, allowing him to sheath himself to the hilt completely.

"Annhh..! It’s so full...!" Clarissa cried out, her eyes fluttering shut as she felt him stretch and fill her completely.

"You’re so warm,.. and you feel amazing," Julian groaned, the sensation of her tight, wet heat enveloping him almost too much to bear.

He began to move, setting a deep, steady rhythm that had clarissa’s breath hitching with every thrust, Her previous cries melted into moans of pure, unadulterated pleasure.

"Anhn... Julian... it’s so good...!" she chanted, her voice a breathy song of ecstasy as her hands clung to his back, pulling him ever deeper, losing herself completely in the primal rhythm of their joining.

Even as the last tremors of his release with Celestia subsided, Julian’s need was not spent. His hips began to move again, this time with a slow, deep rhythm that made Clarissa gasp beneath him.

His attention turned to her fully now, His skilled hands found the clasp of her bra, and with a deft flick, he released it, tossing the flimsy garment aside to reveal her beautiful, full breasts, A low sound of appreciation escaped him before he lowered his head, his tongue tracing a slow, wet circle around one taut nipple.

Clarissa’s back arched off the bed, a sharp, breathy moan tearing from her throat. "Nnhh.. gently, my love... please..." she begged, her voice a fragile thread of sensation.

But Julian was relentless in his worship. He continued to lavish her breasts with his tongue and lips, his attentions growing more fervent.

The exquisite stimulation sent jolts of pleasure straight to her core, making her vagina clench and flutter around nothing, desperate to be flled, He then trailed a searing path of kisses down her stomach, each touch making her squirm and whimper, her body melting into a puddle of raw need.

"Anhh.. hmnn.. ann. Julian... I love you... annhh.." she cried out, her confession mingling with her moans as he found the sensitive skin of her neck, his teeth grazing and his tongue soothing the spot.

That was her undoing. The combined sensations-the worship of her body, the passionate words, the sharp, sweet bite at her neck-sent her crashing over the edge.

"I’m... I’m cumming!" she sobbed, her body seizing up as a powerful orgasm racked her frame, leaving her trembling violently beneath him.

Julian held her through the storm, his voice a husky murmur against her damp skin, "That’s it.. let it out for me."

"Sorry... I’m so sensitive." she whispered weakly, her body still twitching.

"Don’t be," he soothed, his hands stroking her sides, "It’s beautiful, Let it out... give me everything."

Encouraged by his words, he began to move his hips again, a slow, insistent pressure against her core, reigniting the sparks of pleasure and drawing a new, long, surrendering moan from her lips as he prepared to claim his own release within her.

The moment his lips were free from Celestia’s, Julian turned to Clarissa with a raw, untamed hunger.

He captured her mouth in a brutal, devouring kiss that stole her breath and any coherent thought, She melted into it, her body pliant and eager, lost completely in the whirlpool of sensation.

When they finally parted, gasping, their hands found each other, fngers lacing together in a tight, desperate grip. This simple connection felt more intimate than anything else.

Then, Julian began to move again, his hips driving his length deep into her welcoming warmth. Each thrust was a deliberate, powerful stroke that sent jolts of pure pleasure through her core, "Annhh.! I’m going to come... I’m going to come again...!"

Clarissa cried out, her voice a high-pitched, desperate wail, "Nmmh..aaahh.!"

"Together" Julian grunted, his own control fraying at the edges, "We’ll come together."

At his words, Clarissa threw her arms around him, clinging to his back as he drove into her with a final, relentless pace, Her climax erupted without warning, a blinding, convulsing wave of ecstasy that made her entire body shudder violently. "JULIAN!"

Feeling her inner muscles lenching and milking him with irresistible force, Julian followed her over the edge, With a guttural roar, he released himself deep within her, a hot, powerful flood that filled her womb completely.

The sensation was profoundly intimate-the warm, pulsing release, the way her body seemed to draw every last drop from him, the continuous, rapturous tremors that wracked her frame.

For a long moment, they simply lay entangled, breathing in ragged unison, Julian slowly raised imself on his arms, looking down at her blissfully wrecked expression, He leaned in and placed a soft, tender kiss on her forehead.

"That was incredible" he breathed, his voice husky with emotion.

Clarissa, still panting and glowing with satisfaction, looked up at him with heavy-lidded eyes, A playful, greedy smile touched her swollen lips. "Now... I want to be on top" she whispered.

A slow smile spread across Julian’s face, "As you wish."

With a fluid motion, he guided her, rolling them over until she was straddling his hips, now the one in control, ready to claim her own pleasure from him anew.

Before the last shudders had even subsided, Clarissa’s hand, small and determined, closed around the base of Julian’s still-thick, rigid length, Guiding him from Clarissa’s slick, satisfıed warmth, she angled him toward her own desperate, weeping entrance.

"Annhh..!" she cried out as the broad head of his penis began to stretch her, a sharp, blissful sting of fulfillment.

She sank down slowly, her body accepting him inch by exquisite inch until she was fully impaled, feeling him fill her completely, a perfect, stretching fullness that made her vision swim, From beside them, Celestia, having barely recovered her breath, watched through heavy-lidded eyes.

The sight of Clarissa riding Julian with such abandon, her blue hair swaying with the motion, sent a fresh, unexpected

throb of desire through her.

Noticing her gaze, Julian, his voice thick and muffled from beneath Clarissa’s movements, managed to speak. "Celestia... your turn... on my face,"

A wave of shyness washed over her, a faint blush returning to her cheeks. But the sight before her and the memory of his touch burned away her hesitation, With a graceful, fluid motion, she moved, positioning her knees on either side of his head before lowering herself, offering her delicate, glistening folds to his mouth.

The moment Julian’s tongue made contact, a sharp, high-pitched moan escaped her. "Aahh!"

Emboldened by the lewd, wet sounds of Julian feasting on Celestia and the intense pleasure on her face, Clarissa began to move her hips in earnest, She rode him with increasing fervor, each downward grind sending jolts of pleasure through her, her own moans joining Celestia’s in a messy, overlapping chorus of ecstasy.