Chapter 251: Chapter 251- Cute

Emma, still giggling, reached for a soft cloth from a nearby basin, With a tenderness that contrasted the earlier frenzy, she first gently wiped the evidence of Julian’s passion from Zoe’s serene face, Zoe remained still, her blue eyes watching Emma’s movements before accepting the cloth to finish cleaning herself.

"Wow, Julian," Emma chirped, her voice full of playful awe as she cleaned her own chin, "You really.. let out a lot, It’s everywhere."

She tossed the cloth aside and crawled back towards him, a mischievous grin on her glistening face, Julian, his breathing slowly returning to normal, reached out and pulled her close, is hand stroking her red hair, He then extended his other arm, inviting Zoe to join them, which she did after a moment’s hesitation, settling against his side with a quiet sigh.

A low, affectionate chuckle rumbled in Julian’s chest, He kissed the top of Emma’s head and then leaned over to press a soft kiss to Zoe’s temple.

"What can I say?" he murmured, his voice thick with satiated warmth. "The two of you together... you’re just too damn cute, I couldn’t hold back,"

Emma beamed, snuggling deeper into his embrace. "Hehe, that’s our goal!"

Zoe, nestled against his shoulder, didn’t speak, but a small, almost imperceptible smile touched her lips. She simply closed her eyes, listening to the steady beat of his heart, finding a deep, quiet satisfaction in his words.

Still nestled in Julian’s embrace, Emma’s small hand trailed down his stomach, her fingers gently encircling his slowly reawakening dick.

A playful, yet determined glint shone in her golden eyes, "That was amazing," she breathed, her voice husky. "But now.. it’s our turn to be satisfıed," Julian met her gaze, A slow, understanding smile gracing his lips.

He leaned in, capturing her mouth in a deep, promising kiss, tasting the lingering salt of his own release on her lips. Then, he turned and bestowed the same upon the quietly waiting Zoe, whose blue eyes had darkened with a deep, silent anticipation, "Alright," Julian murmured, his voice thick with renewed desire, "As you wish."

With a gentle but frm guidance, he positioned them on the large bed. He had them lie on their backs, their heads at opposite ends, their bodies forming a beautiful, contrasting line of pale and freckled skin against the dark sheets.

They were perfectly aligned, open and waiting for him, "Since you both worked so hard to please me, he said, his voice a low thrum of authority and affection, "I’Il take my time and please you both in return, I’ll take turns, so you can both feel me"

He started with Emma, kneeling between her spread legs. Her breath hitched as he slowly, inch by exquisite inch, filled her. She cried out, her back arching off the bed, her hands gripping the sheets. He began to move, a slow, deep rhythm that made her whimper and moan.

After a few blissful moments for her, he gently withdrew, earning a sound of protest from Emma, But he simply shifted his position, moving to hover over Zoe. He entered her with the same deliberate slowness, and Zoe, for all her usual quiet, let out a sharp, shuddering gasp. Her hands flew to his arms, her nails digging in slightly as her hips rose to meet his thrusts.

And so he continued, rotating between them, Each time he entered Emma, she was a symphony of loud, enthusiastic cries, Each time he filled Zoe, she responded with deep, throaty moans and a tightening of her body that spoke volumes, He was the bridge between their contrasting ecstasies, moving back and forth, ensuring neither was neglected, driving them both steadily and irrevocably toward a shared, shattering peak.

Julian, moving with a rhythm that was both commanding and reverent, felt the exquisite tension coiling within him, A low, ragged groan escaped his lips, the words a husky, unfiltered truth spoken into the charged air between them, "So tight.. both of you.. gods, it feels incredible.."

His praise was met with a symphony of wanton, breathless replies, Emma’s cries were loud and unfiltered, her voice pitching high with each of his thrusts, "Annhh.. yess..! Right there, right there! Nhh..! Annhh.. Julian...!" Her nails scraped gently down his back, her body arching to meet his, every fiber of her being focused on the pleasure he was giving her.

Zoe, in contrast, was a study in quiet, intense surrender. Her moans were softer, deeper, muffled against his shoulder or released in sharp, shuddering exhales. "Haa... aah.. Julian.." was all she could manage, her usual

flat tone now laced with a vulnerability that was more telling than any shout.

Her hips moved in a desperate, rolling rhythm against his, her body speaking the words her lips could not, Driven by their sounds, by the feel f their bodies clinging to his, Julian’s hands roamed.

He lowered his head, his mouth leaving a trail of wet, searing kisses from Emma’s collarbone down to the swell of her breast, He took one peaked nipple into his mouth, his tongue circling and flicking until she screamed, her back bowing off the bed.

Then, he turned his attentions to Zoe, whose breath hitched in anticipation. He lavished the same worship upon her, his mouth and tongue drawing a series of broken, gasping moans from her usually silent lips.

The room was filled with the lewd, wet sounds of their union, the slap of skin, and the ragged chorus of their pleasure, He was lost in them, a man drowning in a sea of sensation, determined to bring them all to the peak of ecstasy together.

The intense focus on Emma sent her spiraling over the edge. Her back arched off the bed, a sharp, ecstatic cry tearing from her throat as her climax crashed over her. "Julian! I’m— I’m cumming!" she wailed, her body tensing beautifully. The muscles of her core fluttered and clenched around him in rapid, milking spasms, her entire frame trembling with the force of her release.

Julian, feeling her intimate quivering, drove into her through the last waves of her pleasure, prolonging her ecstasy. He then leaned down, capturing her lips in a deep, possessive kiss that swallowed her breathless, post-orgasmic whimpers. Emma melted into the kiss, her body going completely pliant and boneless beneath him, utterly consumed.

After a long, connected moment, he slowly withdrew from her, turning his attention to Zoe. Her blue eyes were wide, watching the entire exchange with a quiet, intense anticipation. As Julian entered her and began to move with the same powerful, deliberate rhythm, Zoe’s composure finally fractured.

A soft, high-pitched gasp escaped her, so unlike her usual flat tone. "Ahn...!" Each of his thrusts pushed another quiet, adorable moan from her lips. Her hands, which had been resting at her sides, came up to clutch at his arms, her nails digging faintly into his skin.

Her usual impassive expression was replaced by one of bewildered, overwhelming pleasure, her cheeks flushed a deep red. She was losing herself to the sensation, each of Julian’s movements drawing out more of those soft, helpless, and utterly captivating sounds.