My All Powerful System

Chapter 135: Foursome I

"Get ready," Lynx whispered smoothly, his breath brushing over their flushed cheeks.

"Because tonight... I’m going to devour every single inch of you girls until you can’t even remember your own names."

Then he moved like lightning given flesh.

One instant he was standing at the edge of the bed, his smirk still hanging in the air between them.

The next, he was on Ava, his weight pressing her down into the dark silk sheets, his mouth crashing against hers before she could even draw the breath to gasp.

She made a sound against his lips, half surprise, half desperate relief, and her arms wrapped around his neck like she’d been waiting her whole life for exactly this.

Her legs parted beneath him without thought, her hips tilting up to meet the hard line of his body, and Lynx groaned into her mouth as he felt the heat of her through the thin satin of her corset nightie.

"Been thinking about this all week," he murmured against her lips, pulling back just enough to look at her.

His heterochromatic eyes burned down at her, the blue one bright as a lightning strike, the silver one deep as a winter moon. "Every night. You, spread out beneath me. Making those sounds again."

Ava’s cheeks flushed a deep crimson, but her lightning blue eyes didn’t look away. "Then stop talking about it, and give in to your desires."

Lynx laughed low in his chest, the sound vibrating through her body where they touched. "Oh my sweet princess Ava."

His hand slid down her side, tracing the curve of her waist before gripping the hem of her corset nightie.

With one sharp tug, the thin satin tore down the middle, baring her massive breasts to the warm amber light of the room.

Her pale skin gleamed, her nipples already hard and pebbled from the cool air and the heat of his gaze.

Ava gasped, but she didn’t cover herself. Instead, she arched her back, pushing her chest up toward him in open offering.

"Please," she breathed.

Lynx didn’t make her ask twice.

He lowered his head and took her left nipple into his mouth, sucking hard while his hand cupped her right breast, thumb circling the sensitive peak.

Ava cried out, her back bowing off the mattress as pleasure shot through her like a current of electricity... fitting, for a lightning affinity user.

"Lynx~" His name left her lips like a prayer, like she couldn’t hold it in even if she tried.

Behind them, on either side of the bed, Lira and Ophelia watched with wide eyes and parted lips.

They had been told they’d won this night. They had been promised they’d be devoured. But neither of them had expected to watch Ava get claimed first, right in front of them, with such raw, possessive hunger.

Lynx’s hand slid down Ava’s stomach, fingers splaying across her skin as he traced the line of her hip.

His thumb dipped lower, finding the edge of her soaked underwear through the torn remains of her nightie.

"So wet already," he murmured, pulling his mouth off her nipple with a wet pop. "And I’ve barely touched you."

"It’s been days," Ava whimpered. "I’ve been thinking about you. About this. Every night."

"Yeah?" He hooked his fingers into the waistband of her underwear and pulled them down her legs, revealing her slick, glistening folds.

"Show me how much."

He didn’t wait for her to respond. He dove between her thighs, his tongue flat against her cunt, licking up the entire length of her slit in one long, slow stroke.

Ava screamed.

Not a cry of pain. No it was a cry of pure, overwhelming pleasure. His tongue was like fire and lightning combined, sending shockwaves of sensation through her entire body.

Her hands flew to his silver hair, gripping the strands as she bucked against his mouth.

"Oh goddess~ L-Lynx~"

He ate her like a man starved, his tongue delving into her folds, finding her clit and circling it with devastating precision.

His hands gripped her thick thighs, spreading her wider, holding her open for his consumption.

The sounds he made. Low, hungry, and animalistic, vibrated against her cunt and made her toes curl.

"You taste even better than I remember," he growled against her flesh, his breath hot on her slick skin.

"Like fresh honey better than what any bee could produce. I could eat you forever."

Ava’s hips bucked wildly, her hands fisting in his hair as she felt the pressure building inside her.

"Please~ I’m so close! I’m going to..."

"Not yet." Lynx pulled back, his chin glistening with her wetness, his eyes dark with hunger. "I’m not done tasting you."

He lowered his head again, but this time he focused on her clit, sucking it into his mouth while his fingers pushed into her slick cunt.

Two fingers, then three, curling against that spot inside her that made her see stars.

"Oh fuck—!" Ava screamed, her body convulsing as her first orgasm crashed over her like a tidal wave.

Her cunt clenched around his fingers, her juices flooding his hand as she cried out his name over and over.

Lynx didn’t stop. He lapped at her through her climax, drawing out every last wave of pleasure until she was trembling and limp beneath him, her chest heaving, her eyes glazed with bliss.

Only then did he pull away, rising up on his knees between her spread thighs.

He was still fully clothed... shirt open at the collar, pants straining against the massive bulge of his cock.

The sight of him, so composed and in control while she lay wrecked and panting before him, sent another thrill of heat through Ava’s spent body.

"That’s one," Lynx said, his voice low and dark. "I’m going to make you cum until you forget your own name, Ava. And then I’m going to fill you so full you’ll feel me for days."

Ava whimpered, her thighs trembling. "Yes. Please. I want it. I want all of it."

Lynx stood, pulling off his shirt in one fluid motion. His chest gleamed in the amber light, perfectly carved muscle shifting beneath pale skin.

His silver mark on his forehead pulsed with a faint glow, and Ava could feel her own golden sigil responding, heating in sync with his.

Then he unfastened his pants, pushing them down along with his underwear, and his cock sprang free.

Ava’s breath caught in her throat.

It was massive. Impossibly, devastatingly so. Long and thick, veined and proud, the tip flushed dark with need. A faint golden light traced along the shaft and body of his cock, the golden type glow of his silver mark, pulsing like a heartbeat.

She had taken him before. She knew what he could do to her. But seeing him again, after days of aching for him, made her cunt clench with desperate hunger.

"Lynx," she whispered. "I need you inside me. Now."

Lynx’s smirk softened into something almost tender. He crawled over her, his body covering hers, his cock pressing against her slick entrance.

"You’re so beautiful like this," he murmured, brushing a strand of white hair from her face. "Spread open for me. Begging for my cock."

"Lynx..."

He pushed inside her.

Slowly. Inch by agonizing inch. Her slick heat parted around him, stretching to accommodate his massive girth, and Ava’s eyes rolled back in her head as pleasure unlike anything else flooded through her.

The glowing light of his cock flared against her walls, amplifying every sensation tenfold, fortyfold, until she couldn’t tell where her body ended and his began.

"Oh gods," she sobbed... not from pain, but from the sheer overwhelming intensity of it.

"Oh godss~ Lynx~ you’re so— I can’t..."

"You can," he breathed against her ear, his voice strained with the effort of holding back.

"Take all of me, My Princess Ava. You’ve done it before. You can do it again."

He bottomed out inside her, his hips flush against hers, and Ava felt impossibly, wonderfully full.

His cock throbbed inside her, the golden light of his cock making her pussy adapt to the size of his cock easily, without making her feel the slightest of pain, and she could feel every inch of him, every vein, every ridge.

Lynx held still for a moment, letting her adjust, his forehead pressed against hers. His breathing was ragged, his control visibly fraying.

"Fuck," he gritted out. "You feel even better than I remember. So tight. So wet. Like you were made for me."

"I was," Ava whispered, the words escaping her before she could stop them. "I am. This... us... it’s meant to be."

Something flickered in Lynx’s eyes, then it was gone as quickly as it came, then heat, then a fierce possessiveness that made her heart stutter.

"Mine," he growled, and then he began to move.

He pulled out almost all the way, leaving only the tip inside her, then slammed back in with a force that drove the breath from her lungs.

Ava cried out, her nails raking down his back as pleasure exploded through her.

"Yess~ yess~ fuck, Lynx—"

He fucked her with a rhythm that was equal parts ruthless and reverent, each thrust hitting that perfect spot inside her, each stroke sending shockwaves of pleasure through her entire body.

The sound of their bodies meeting filled the room. Wet, obscene, beautiful, and Ava couldn’t get enough of it.

"Look at me," Lynx commanded, his voice rough. "I want to see your eyes when you cum on my cock."

Ava forced her eyes open, meeting his heterochromatic gaze. The blue eye blazed like a lightning storm, the silver one deep as a moonlit ocean.

Both were fixed on her with an intensity that made her feel seen, claimed, utterly possessed.

"Lynx," she breathed. "Lynx, I’m... I’m going to—"

"Cum for me," he ordered. "Cum on my cock, Ava. Let me feel you."

She shattered.

Her orgasm hit her like a thunderclap, her cunt clenching around his cock in wave after wave of convulsive pleasure.

She screamed his name, her body arching off the bed, her golden sigil blazing on her forehead as the golden light along his shaft flared in perfect synchronization.

Lynx groaned, his hips stuttering as he fought to hold back his own release. "Fuck... Ava—you’re squeezing me so damn tight—"

He pulled out, his cock slick with her juices, and before Ava could even catch her breath, he was moving.

He grabbed her hips and flipped her onto her stomach, pulling her ass up into the air.

"I’m not done with you yet," he growled, slapping her round ass hard enough to make her yelp.

"I told you I was going to devour you. Did you think that meant once?"

He slammed back into her from behind, burying his cock to the hilt in one brutal thrust.