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Demonic Pornstar System novel Chapter 823

Chapter 823: Fighting

— MoonlitSinner: the sounds... the wet sounds of their skin on his... I’m losing my mind 🥺

— SinfullyDevoted: nobody is talking.

— KaisBicep: five women pressed against him and not one of them stopped... the way their skin just... slides...

— xo_valkyrie: this is the most erotic thing I’ve ever seen and they haven’t even started yet

Five women. Five naked, lathered, medicine-slick bodies against every inch of him, anger in their eyes and devotion in every point of contact, every touch real and earned.

— Kaiden’s Wife (mod): He’s exhausted and instead of resting he’s fighting for his girls...

— PrincelessPrincess (mod): Fighting?

— Lady Leia (mod): The Blood Knight is fighting harder than he has all day! He said he needs our support and you’re sitting here questioning him?? Do you doubt him? @Kira @Rika give me head mod role she’s gone off the rails!

— KaisBicep: @PrincelessPrincess heartless bitch!! he was ALONE in there!! his girls were on the other side!! he took every one of those hits because they couldn’t back him up!!

— PrincelessPrincess (mod): ... I didn’t mean it like that, Leia! Stop vying for my sacred position or I’ll annihilate you, bitch!

— Lady Leia (mod): One day, it’ll be mine...

Aria’s fingers found the second fracture along his collarbone that he hadn’t mentioned, and the tear slipped before she could catch it.

His thumb was there first. He caught it at her cheekbone, and she leaned into his palm with a shudder that traveled through her whole body, her silver eyes wet and furious and so full of him that the twenty-seven million women watching forgot they were strangers.

"I’m fine, girls."

"You’re not fine..." she whispered.

"Does it really look like it?" Kaiden chuckled, gesturing broadly at the five heavenly pairs of breasts and their amazing owners, making Aria pout strongly.

At least, until his mouth found hers. The pout died within mere seconds, replaced by an overwhelming need to feel the love of her life with her tongue.

The fangirl counter surged.

Aria kissed him the way she touched him, soft and thorough and unwilling to let go, her soaped breasts pressing flush against his chest as her fingers slid from his collarbone into his hair, and the small sound she made against his lips when he pulled her closer traveled through both of them like current.

Her thighs parted over his lap in one smooth motion, the wet warmth of her settling against him with her knees sinking into the bed on either side of his hips, and the full weight of her slick body in his hands drew a groan out of him that Calypso felt through his spine where her chest was still pressed against his back.

The demoness responded by rolling her hips against him from behind, the heavy swell of her breasts dragging up his shoulder blades in a slow arc that left heat everywhere it touched, her tail coiling around his thigh in a possessive squeeze as she pressed her mouth to the back of his neck and hummed against his skin.

"Darling~" she breathed, and the single word carried everything her body was already saying.

Bastet moved without announcement, settling at his left with the quiet precision of a woman who had already decided where she belonged.

Her lathered body pressed against his arm in a long, warm slide, tanned skin on his, and her mouth found the crook of his neck with a reverence that needed no words. Her ears were forward now, tilted toward the sounds Aria was making, and the slow curl of her tail behind her said everything her silence didn’t.

Nyx stayed low.

Her knees on the stone, her body between his legs beneath Aria’s perch, her palms sliding up the inside of his thighs with a touch so light and so knowing that his breath hitched through the kiss.

She didn’t rush.

She traced the lines of muscle from knee to hip with fingertips still slick with ointment, watching the tension build in his stomach, watching Aria’s hips press down harder in response to whatever his hands were doing to her waist, and Nyx smiled against his thigh because she was exactly where she wanted to be and the night was only beginning.

Chapter 823: Fighting 1

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