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Kai’s eyes traveled over them slowly. Their limbs, tangled. Their leaves covered hot bodies rising and falling with steady breaths. Each one had laughed with him, fought beside him, and gave loyalty to him. They were warriors. Loyal. Brave. And tonight, utterly vulnerable.
And yet...
There was desire.
He felt it pulsing through his veins, slow and molten, like magma beneath old rock. It wasn’t just lust. It was the undeniable truth that these won wanted him— deeply, honestly, stupidly. They’d discarded armor and pride to lay on his bed, exposing the soft body. Kai wasn’t expecting that so soon. Yesterday he slept with Akayoroi but that wasn’t enough. He had to give up because her body can’t take it anymore. Now these won are making him hungry for more.
He’d tried to restrain his anaconda. "Don’t wake up. Sleep now. I need to be in my best condition for the journey." He thinks it by holding his crutch. Trying to calm his big anaconda.
But when Azhara shifted in her half sleep and murmured, "Master... love ... F*uck ! I am sorry for causing trouble for you inside the rift gate. Don’t leave for that. Nobody wants ... nobody sees as a woman, only you look at like a woman. Please, F*uck and give pleasure what a woman deserves," it cracked sothing inside him.
He exhaled, slowly. "This girl... she must have suffered a lot. She is my loyal subordinate. I must do sothing for her. I will compromise only one ti... For this night only. I will give her what she wants."
Then he leaned forward. His hand brushed her head. "After marking her, she really beca more beautiful and sexy."
She blinked up at him— drowsy, dreamy, hopeful. Her lips parted in soft surprise.
"Are you awake?" he asked, voice barely audible.
She nodded, ears twitching. "Always... if it’s for you."
Kai leaned down, brushed his fingers along her cheek, down to her collarbone where her leaf had slipped just enough to reveal the gentle rise of her chest.
"You’ve been patient," he said, softly. "I will give you a gift. But it’s only a one ti gift. A special gift only for tonight."
She sat up slowly, leaf rustling against skin. "Sir, Kai...?"
He didn’t answer. Instead, he pressed his lips to hers. And grab her chest with one hand.
It was soft. Intentional. Warm. No dominance, no power. Just his mouth on hers, and hands of her soft chest. He was answering a question she had been whispering through every act of mischief, every tail wiggle, every ant-bunny pout.
Azhara moaned softly, her fingers slipping up to cradle the side of his face. "Finally..."
When they parted, her chest was rising rapidly. Her smile held tears of joy. First ti a man kissed her and grabbed her chest.
Kai turned slightly. The room was still quiet... until ’Sha’ spoke, voice like velvet soaked in surprise.
"I’m awake too," she said.
Kai’s eyes t hers.
Her cheeks were crimson. The blanket had fallen slightly, revealing the swell of her big breasts, barely hidden behind a stubborn leaf and the edge of a braid strap. Her breathing was light, but her gaze was locked, determined, burning with lust.
"I tried to fight it," she admitted. "But I’ve wanted this too. Touch like you have done with Azhara."
Vel sat up next, her long hair disheveled, mouth half open. "Damn it, Sha, don’t leave out."
Then Naaro groaned, kicking her blanket. "If we’re doing this, I’m not going last!"
Azhara blinked. Then her smile returned, bright and mischievous.
"So it’s decided," she said. "We share him."
Kai blinked. "Wait. What?"
All three ants had stood now— leaves fluttering dangerously close to catastrophic failure. They walked closer, eyes lowered, cheeks flushed, but legs steady.
Vel reached him first, trailing her hand along his shoulder. "Let us give sothing back to our future Lord."
Naaro stepped behind him, running a hand down his back, whispering in his ear, "We want you, sir Kai. Not just because you’re strong. But because you made us feel safe. Beautiful. Like we belong to sothing more."
Sha took his other side, her fingers sliding between his waist. "And because we trust you."
Azhara grinned and reached up, placing her hand on his chest. "So... are you going to make us wait longer, Master?"
Kai stood frozen, four pairs of hands tracing his skin, four breaths ghosting across his collarbone, back, and chest. Their eyes shone with affection and heat.
He gave up trying to think.
His lips t Sha’s first. She gasped into the kiss, her body leaning into him, her armor of discipline shattered instantly by the warmth in his touch. Her hands gripped his sides, her kiss deepening as years of restraint lted in seconds.
Next, Vel. She didn’t kiss with innocence— her tongue was bold, confident. She pressed against him like she had sothing to prove, and Kai matched her intensity, gripping her waist then ass, feeling the heat between them spark and build.
Then Naaro, who laughed nervously at first, then kissed him with soft tremors— her lips shy but needy, like a soldier returning from war to a ho she thought she’d never know.
And finally, Azhara— She climbed onto his lap before he could even say her na, wrapping herself around him like vines in bloom, kissing his chest with a hunger that made his knees buckle.
Clothes —such as they were— began to fall. One leaf at a ti. A leaf top pulled aside. A vine strap unknotted. A skirt fluttered down like the last petal of hesitation.
Soft gasps. Gentle hands. Warm skin.
Lips explored skin with reverence and curiosity.
Naaro’s fingers trembled when they touched his chest. Vel pressed into his back, kissing the base of his neck. Sha clung to his arm, whispering his na like a vow. Azhara kissed along his collarbone, her legs locked around his waist, tail swaying slowly like a trono of desire.
He laid them down on the bed, one by one.
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