Chapter 194: VELVET SHADOW (R18)
Aaron’s lips curled into a cold, predatory smile, his eyes glinting with cruel satisfaction. "Kill you? No, Oreon. I’m here to deepen your suffering." Placing his hands on the king’s head, Aaron’s voice dropped to a chilling whisper, laced with malice. "Time loop." With a surge of power, he trapped Oreon in an infinite cycle of torment burning heart, immortal curse, and searing tongue. Each moment stretching into an eternity of anguish. The king’s anguished cries echoed in the void, a symphony of pain that brought a flicker of dark satisfaction to Aaron’s face, his heart thrumming with the thrill of vengeance.
"You really know how to be petty, don’t you?" Alice teased, her warm smile softening the cosmic chill, her voice a playful melody that danced through the void. Keeping pace with Aaron’s relentless movements had been a challenge, possible only through the sanctuary’s mystical bridge that tethered them to his location. Her eyes sparkled with affection, her auburn hair catching the faint glow of distant stars.
"’Twas the bastard who crossed me first," Aaron replied, his tone light but edged with defiance, a smirk playing on his lips. He stepped toward Alice, his hands finding her waist, pulling her close for a searing kiss that ignited the air between them, their lips locking in a dance of heat and hunger.
"Tsk. Only a kiss for her?" Rose teased, her voice a sultry purr as she leaned against Aaron’s doppelganger, her eyes glinting with mischief, her golden hair cascading like liquid sunlight.
"Worry not," Aaron grinned, his power flaring as he split into three identical forms, each radiating his commanding presence. "I have enough for all of you." The two doppelgangers, extensions of his will, moved to Rose and Bluestar, each planting a fervent kiss on their lips, their movements perfectly synchronized. Aaron ensured these duplicates lacked independent minds, their actions flowing from his singular consciousness, three bodies united in a seamless rhythm.
Alice broke free from Aaron’s kiss, breathless, her cheeks flushed with a rosy glow, her eyes gleaming with playful desire. "You’re awfully active today," she murmured, a teasing smile dancing on her lips as she felt his arousal pressing against her, a promise of what was to come.
"Jealous?" Aaron teased, his voice a low rumble, thick with anticipation.
"Nonsense," Alice laughed, her fingers trailing down his chest with deliberate slowness, igniting sparks of heat with every touch. "I just want to savor my husband. Nothing wrong with that, is there?"
Flameborn, sensing the shift in the air, spoke up, his voice casual but his eyes sharp with understanding. "Dad, I’m off to play with my friends." His quick exit betrayed his awareness of the mounting tension, his fiery aura fading as he slipped away.
"Good kid," Aaron chuckled, his gaze softening with paternal pride. "I owe him a gift."
Under the starry canopy of space, Aaron wove a world of shadow, a dark veil that pulsed with cosmic energy, shielding them from prying eyes. The air grew thick with anticipation, charged with the subtle hum of his power. Rose, cradled by her Aaron, broke their kiss slowly, her fingers tracing the nape of his neck with lingering warmth, her breath a soft caress. "No offense, Aarons, but do you need to be three?" she asked, her voice a sultry murmur, her eyes half-lidded with desire.
"Yes," the Aarons replied in unison, their voices a harmonic echo, resonating like a shared pulse that thrummed through the shadowed realm. "I want to feel all three of you at once."
Alice laughed, her tone rich with amusement, her hand slipping beneath Aaron’s waistband with deliberate, teasing slowness, her touch gentle yet insistent, stroking him with a rhythm that mirrored the ebb and flow of a tide. She claimed his lips again, the kiss deepening gradually, building like a rising crescendo, each movement stoking the fire between them. Aaron met her fervor, his hands caressing her curves with the skill of a master sculptor, fingers tracing soft, deliberate circles that elicited a low, erotic moan from her lips, the sound vibrating through his core like a siren’s call.
The rhythm began softly, a teasing cadence that pulsed through the shadowed world. Rose’s hands moved in tandem, stroking her Aaron with careful, rhythmic pulls, each motion a deliberate tease, while Bluestar pressed her full, yielding breasts against her counterpart, enveloping him in warm, sensual softness, her movements a slow, languid glide that built anticipation. Aaron felt the euphoria swelling, waves of pleasure syncing across his unified mind, each touch echoing like a shared heartbeat, a symphony of sensation that grew in intensity.
"They’re getting in the way," Aaron murmured, his breath shallow and rough, the words breaking the kiss as he peeled Alice’s clothes away with careful, reverent hands, revealing her perfect form in the shadowed glow, her skin flushed and radiant, a canvas of desire. Alice mirrored him without hesitation, stripping him down to a single layer, their bodies drawing closer in the intimate void, the air crackling with their mutual hunger.
With barriers gone, Aaron grappled her breasts gently at first, his thumbs teasing her nipples in slow, circling motions that sent shivers through her, each touch a spark that fueled the growing fire. Her moans grew louder, more erotic, her hands faltering from his arousal as focus slipped away, lost in the tide of sensation. He leaned in, his tongue flicking against them, holding them together, the taste and texture heightening the slow-building tension, each flick a note in their rising crescendo.
Rose’s Aaron deepened their kiss, her hands stroking with increasing urgency, while Bluestar’s movements grew more fervent, her breasts enveloping her Aaron in a rhythmic dance of warmth and pressure. The air thrummed with their synchronized moans, a sensual chorus that pulsed through the shadowed realm, starting soft and deliberate, then accelerating with each passing moment.
"Enough with the foreplay," Alice whispered, pushing him back slightly, her voice husky with need as she grasped him, rubbing against her clit in deliberate, tantalizing strokes that quickened their breaths, the friction igniting sparks of pleasure. With a gentle, deliberate slide, she took him in, riding with passionate, undulating movements, her intoxicating moans filling the atmosphere like a symphony’s peak, each sound a wave crashing against the shore of their desire.
Simultaneously, Aaron’s second form lifted Rose effortlessly, inserting himself with a smooth, deliberate thrust, moving back and forth like a tireless piston, each motion building in tempo, a relentless rhythm that matched the pounding of their hearts. Bluestar surrendered to the fervor, connected deeply as her Aaron drove forward, their bodies syncing in a shared, escalating cadence, the air thick with the scent of their passion.
Their moans harmonized, an erotic chorus that pulsed through the shadowed world, starting slow and deliberate, then accelerating, each thrust gaining speed, pitch rising in waves that crashed with increasing intensity. Aaron ravaged his wives ruthlessly, his abilities amplifying every stroke beyond sound’s barrier, penetrating deep with unyielding power, their unrestrained cries echoing in a euphoric release that shattered the silence of the cosmos, a testament to his boundless desire and dominion.