Watching Cel catch her breath after that first orgasm lit a fire in my veins. Her chest heaved, her pale skin flushed pink, that perfect composure shattered completely. I’d broken through her walls and left her trembling. The knowledge that I’d made the Ice Princess lt set sothing primal loose inside .
"Don’t think we’re done," I said, standing up from the bed.
I unbuckled my belt slowly, making sure all eyes were on . The tallic sound of the buckle seed absurdly loud in the quiet room. I slid my pants down my hips, then my boxers, freeing my cock with a satisfying weight.
Cel’s eyes went wide, her lips parting in a silent gasp. Akari made a choked sound from her spot across the room.
"Holy shit," she whispered, leaning forward. "That was... not in the brochure."
Natalia smirked, her eyes heavy with possession. Skylar maintained her façade of boredom, but I caught how her pupils dilated. Emi looked away quickly, her blush extending down her neck, but her eyes kept darting back.
I turned my attention back to Cel, who stared at with a mixture of fascination and apprehension. The look on her face was priceless—like soone had just rewritten every calculation she’d ever made.
"What’s wrong, princess?" I asked, climbing back onto the bed. "Having second thoughts?"
She swallowed hard. "That’s... going to fit inside ?"
I laughed, positioning myself between her legs again. "Trust . It will."
I took myself in hand, guiding my cock against her entrance. Just resting there, letting her feel the weight and heat of against her most sensitive parts. I dragged the head slowly across her slick folds, watching her face for each reaction.
Cel’s breath caught, her head falling back against the pillow. "Oh god," she whispered.
"Like that?" I asked, continuing my torturously slow movents, coating myself in her wetness.
She nodded quickly, her hips lifting slightly, chasing more pressure.
I pulled back slightly, denying her. "What do you want, Cel?"
Her eyes flew open, panic flashing across her face. This wasn’t in her script—saying these things out loud, asking for what she wanted. The VHC princess didn’t beg. She didn’t even want.
"I... I want..." She stumbled over the words.
"If she wants to join us, she needs to learn how to take care of your needs properly," Natalia’s voice carried from beside the bed. The mattress dipped as she sat down next to us. "Let show her."
Without waiting for a response, Natalia leaned over and wrapped her delicate fingers around my shaft. The contrast of her cool touch against my heated skin made hiss. She looked directly at Cel as she lowered her head, her tongue darting out to lick a slow, deliberate stripe from base to tip.
"Watch and learn, princess," Natalia murmured before taking into her mouth.
The wet heat of her mouth enveloped , her tongue swirling around the head of my cock with practiced expertise. She knew exactly how to touch , the perfect amount of pressure, when to suck harder and when to back off. Her white-streaked purple hair fell in a curtain around her face as she worked over, her eyes locked on mine the entire ti.
"Fuck, Natalia," I groaned, threading my fingers through her hair.
She humd around , the vibration sending sparks up my spine. When she pulled off with an obscene pop, a string of saliva connected her lips to my cock.
"Your turn," she said to Cel, her voice slightly hoarse. "Show you deserve him."
I watched the emotions play across Cel’s face—uncertainty, desire, jealousy, and finally, determination. She pushed herself up onto her elbows, her silver-white hair falling over one shoulder.
"I... I don’t know how," she admitted quietly.
"Just follow your instincts," I told her, brushing a strand of hair from her face. "No one here expects perfection."
Natalia laughed softly. "Well, I do. But you’ll learn." She guided Cel into position, her hand on the back of Cel’s neck. "Open your mouth. Take him in slowly. Use your tongue."
Cel hesitated for only a mont before leaning forward. Her first touch was tentative, almost experintal—just the tip of her tongue against the head of my cock. She looked up at through her lashes, gauging my reaction.
"Good girl," I said, unable to keep the growl from my voice. "More."
She grew bolder, taking into her mouth inch by inch. Her inexperience was obvious but sohow made it hotter. This wasn’t Cel the perfect student or Cel the VHC princess—this was just Cel, learning sothing new, wanting to please.
"That’s it," Natalia murmured, her hand still on Cel’s neck. "Take him deeper."
From across the room, I heard movent. Akari had shifted closer, her eyes never leaving the scene unfolding on the bed. Skylar remained in her corner, but her headphones were off now, her attention fully captured. Emi watched with wide eyes, her hand still between her legs.
Cel tried to take deeper, but gagged slightly, pulling back with a frustrated look on her face.
"Relax your throat," Natalia instructed. "Breathe through your nose."
Cel nodded and tried again. This ti she managed to take deeper, her eyes watering slightly with the effort. The sight of her perfect mouth stretched around my cock, her usually immaculate hair mussed, her cheeks hollowed with suction—it was almost too much.
"Fuck, Cel," I groaned. "Your mouth feels amazing."
She made a small noise of pleasure at the praise, doubling her efforts. Her rhythm was uneven, but her enthusiasm made up for her lack of technique. Natalia watched with hungry eyes, occasionally giving directions.
"Use your hand for what you can’t fit," she suggested, and Cel imdiately complied, wrapping her fingers around the base of my shaft.
The dual sensation of her warm mouth and cool fingers nearly sent over the edge. I tugged gently on her hair, pulling her off .
"Enough," I said, my voice rough. "I don’t want to finish like this."
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