Chapter 139: Tanned knight
The red-haired maid grabbed the knight’s arm, tugging the tall warrior straight toward the bed while Emma stammered in desperation.
"Hey! Let go, you crazy maid! I already took a turn earlier!" Emma protested.
Mira shot her a mischievous grin over her shoulder. "My, my, Captain... where did all that fierce knightly stamina vanish after just one little warm-up? Don’t tell me your training evaporates the second things get spicy!"
With a shove, Mira pushed the flustered tomboy backward onto the mattress. Emma sprawled out, her body sinking into the bed while her messy pink hair fanned out across the white bedsheets.
"I... I might have mentioned wanting a child eventually," Emma grumbled defensively, "but I never said it had to happen this exact second!"
Mira shuffled onto the mattress, crawling over Emma and sitting beside her shoulder. Leaning down until their faces were inches apart, the maid teased a whisper into her ear:
"If you keep hesitating and denying your feelings like this, Captain... remember that there’s a line of women waiting for this opportunity. And I certainly wouldn’t mind taking the prize for myself~"
Emma’s grey eyes widened.
Eren stepped back to the edge of the bed, rolling his shoulders and stretching his toned body. Seeing the fierce knight captain downright cornered by his naughty maid brought out a chuckle from him.
He bounced onto the bed and hovered directly above Emma.
His blue eyes locked onto hers from mere inches away, instantly freezing the debate spouting inside her mind. The faint, manly scent of him and the calm warmth radiating from his frame washed over her.
Eren gently brushed her lip, his voice tender. "Tell me, my pretty Captain... are you truly ready for this?"
The mere intimacy shattered her defense. Emma swallowed forcefully.
"Yes... please, Eren," Emma whispered with an earnest, vulnerable plea.
"Aww, look at that! The terrifying warrior captain is completely smitten~" Mira giggled in satisfaction.
Before Eren could advance, the busty maid leaned forward on all fours like a greedy cat staking a claim. "Wait! Let me polish this first!"
Lowering her head, Mira took the weeping tip of his huge dick into her mouth, working him with enthusiastic suction. The wet "gwack!" sounds echoed in the quiet room, while Emma’s heart battered.
Once thoroughly coated, Mira pulled back with a wet pop, giggling softly as she leaned over and clutched Emma’s toned thighs, spreading her legs wide, fully presenting her chocolate-glistening womanhood.
Mira looked up at Eren with a wink.
"Dinner is served, Eren~"
Emma gripped Mira’s hand, squeezing as the tip of Eren’s huge dick traced her entrance. Her whimper caught in her throat right before he aligned his hips and smoothly drove his entire massive rod into her tight pussy.
Both of them gasped, freezing in place as the fullness stretched the captain’s insides to her absolute limit.
Leaning low over her, Eren caught one of her firm, brown tits between his lips, pulling the hardened peak into his mouth with a possessive suck. Emma’s free hand tangled into his hair, her jaw clenching tight as a wave of overwhelming emotion shattered her.
"I love you..." Emma declared, her eyes shining. "I love you so damn much, you idiot..."
Eren broke away from her chest just long enough to capture her trembling mouth in a deep, searing kiss before setting his hips into motion. He began with slow strokes, the wet, rhythmic sound of their hips crashing echoing off the walls.
"A-Ahhn... fuck, Eren...!" Emma gasped, her legs wrapping tightly around his waist to pull him deeper. "Right there... don’t stop... ahh!"
Beneath the overwhelming wave of physical pleasure, an even deeper realization washed over the ferocious knight.
In this quiet room, surrounded by the man she adored and the maid holding her hand with genuine affection, Emma felt an anchor she had never known in all her life. She wasn’t just a decorated captain here; she was loved, understood, and wholly accepted.
If spending the rest of her days tied to this guy meant sharing him with women who cherished him just as deeply, she would gladly sign that treaty a thousand times over.
Mira leaned in from the side, pressing a sweet kiss to Eren’s cheek while keeping her fingers laced with Emma’s. The maid’s eyes glittered with pure, triumphant joy as she listened to the warrior captain’s shameless cries, thoroughly proud of breaking down the last wall around Emma’s stubborn heart.
The rhythm evolved.
Driven by her instincts, Emma flipped the script, taking the dominant as she perched on his hips. Moving like a lioness, she rode him with powerful, grinding rolls of her pelvis, her thighs flexing with breathtaking rhythm while Mira leaned over from behind, generously offering her heavy, bouncing chest straight into Eren’s mouth.
Eren gripped Emma’s toned waist. With a guttural growl, he locked her hips down against his pelvis and bucked upward with ruthless, rapid-fire power, meeting every single roll with punishing depth.
"Eren—! AAAHN!" Emma’s scream tore past her lips, her back arching as the room spun into dazing, white-hot bliss.
Holding her in place, Eren released the final release of his night, flooding the knight womb with his seed, giving her the exact connection she had craved.
Emma collapsed forward against his chest, completely spent, while Mira dropped alongside them with a satisfied laugh. The three of them lay tangled, sweaty, and gasping for air.
A soft, sleepy yawn came from the far side of the room.
Norelia walked toward the bed, rubbing her eyes with the blanket trailing covering her. "Is your little declaration finally concluded?" she murmured with a tired, affectionate pout.
Without waiting for an answer, the petite girl climbed onto the mattress and snuggled herself straight into the open space against Eren’s ribs.
Emma threw an arm over his chest, holding him in place; Mira curled up tightly against his back, resting her chin on his shoulder; and Norelia pressed her small frame against his side. Tangled together in a fortress of warmth, possessiveness, and unconditional tenderness, the three of them drifted into peaceful sleep in the embrace of the man who had stolen their entire world.
****
Early in the morning, even before the sun was still beneath the horizon.
Eren blinked his eyes open, greeted by the suffocatingly soft, heavy warmth of two naked beauties still clinging to him. But one person was absent from the pile.
He heard the running water of the shower from the bathroom.
A few minutes later, the bathroom door opened.
Emma stepped out, wrapped in a bathrobe as she dried her pink hair with a towel.
She took two steps before halting in place. Her grey eyes locked onto Eren, who was sitting casually on the couch, two steaming cups resting on the table before him.
Seeing the unusually calm expression on his handsome face, Emma picked up on the shift instantly.
"You look wide awake for a man who waged a four-front war all night. Want to talk about something serious, Eren?"
Eren met her gaze and gave a nod.
Emma made a knowing exhale, but smiled as she walked over to join him.