166. I Have a Gift for You
Noa Atzmon raised her head to find Rose Hightower standing beside her with a smile, whispering into her ear, "Don't worry, John belongs to no one. Let's celebrate his promotion first." Rose squeezed her hand reassuringly.
Noa nodded, a touch of warmth lightening her expression. She was never one to be reserved or reluctant, and seeing Rose's kindness, she returned a genuine smile.
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Hundreds of guests turned out at the dinner party, friends and colleagues sure, but most of them were here simply to catch a glimpse of the H.A.R.M. general. Despite being the wealthiest family in Pinewood County, the Hightowers had never hosted such a large gathering at once.
Formal dining arrangement wasn't feasible. Instead, Mr. Hightower arranged an elegant buffet. Guests mingled throughout the hall, spilling onto the patio and lawn.
Before them lay extraordinary delicacies—Crystal Realm vampire meat, served on a vast table that ran the length of the hall, its surface adorned with gleaming silverware and crystal.
A roast peacock dominated the table's center, its skin a glistening mosaic of golden-brown hues, surrounded by vibrant side dishes. Steaming bowls of fragrant wild rice with plump, tender grains sat beside platters of roasted vegetables. A chef stood ready to carve slices of tender tigervamp meat. Crystal jugs of chilled spring water and fresh-squeezed juices sparkled in the warm light, while a row of crystal glasses held different vintages from the Hightower family's prized collection.
After exchanging pleasantries and reminiscing about old times with countless guests, the guest of honor was drawn away from the crowd. Watching his daughter and the general hurry up the stairs, Mr. Hightower smiled.
He maintained his role as the gracious host. "The general had urgent affairs to attend to," was his reply whenever someone asked. Vernon Wells and Johan Bergstrom scratched their heads. "Urgent affairs? Why didn't he tell us?"
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Moonlight bathed Rose's bedroom in a soft, ethereal glow, illuminating the cream-colored walls and a plush king-sized bed with its down-filled duvet.
A velvet chaise lounge beckoned beside a fireplace, where flames crackled in the white marble hearth. A full-length mirror hung next to a dressing table, reflecting the room's soft light and the delicate fragrance of jasmine and gardenia that lingered in the air.
"Close your eyes, I have a gift for you," Rose whispered softly in my ear. She guided me to sit on the edge of the bed, then climbed onto it herself and covered my eyes with a black velvet cloth from behind.
I felt uneasy—every surprise in my life had involved danger and combat. But I trusted Rose. She made quick work of undressing me, including the heavy and complicated armor. Then she led me to the en-suite bathroom.
I heard the shower running as she guided me inside. When the water sprayed across my chest and legs, I felt the soft body of another woman against mine.
She was tall and curvaceous, with soft, smooth hands that gently applied fragrant bath gels to my body, moving from my neck downward.
Her hands lingered on my shaft, as it hardened and erected, while Rose gently massaged bath gels onto my back and buttocks.
"Noa," I whispered her name as she drew me into her embrace. She held me close, her generous breasts pressed against my chest. Rose removed my blindfold and embraced me from behind, her softness against my back.
"How did you guess my name so quickly? I thought you had plenty of options in Pinewood County?" Noa teased.
Because I knew every inch of you—by touch, by smell, by hearing—because we shared intimacy and passion for thousands of years. Even though you thought it was just one night. But I kept those thoughts to myself.
"None are as gentle and pretty as you." Before I could finish speaking, Rose pinched my bottom hard. I winced in pain.
"What about me?" Rose quipped.
"You are special." Then I winced again, as Noa pinched my thigh.
"So, I'm not?" Noa feigned indignation.
This time I wisely kept my mouth shut. Instead, I grabbed some shower gel from the bottle and began massaging it onto the two women.
We caressed and cleansed each other with gentle care, cherishing every touch and every curve of skin.
In the process, I noticed they had both carefully prepared for the evening. Noa had shaved completely smooth while Rose had neatly trimmed her blonde pubic hair.
Noa gently pulled my hardness, guided me forward under the direct stream of water from above. As water cascaded across my face, I parted my lips to catch my breath. She rose on her toes to press her mouth against mine.
Her lips were soft and her tongue nimble as we kissed deeply, water running down between us. With our eyes closed and noses submerged, I could only breathe by drawing in her sweet, fragrant breath.
She lowered herself, her perky breasts brushing down my chest to my thighs, while Rose moved to my side, drew me into her passionate kiss.
Our tongues danced together, as I felt Noa's mouth envelop my arousal. I extended one of my hand around Rose's waist, reaching down to grab her firm bottom, while the other tenderly stroked Noa's silken, wet hair.
Noa leaned forward and ran her tongue around the slit of my cock. The pre-cum of a Crystal Realm body-temperer was infused with celestial essence, tasted sweet and invigorating.
I moaned into Rose's mouth, pumped my hips slowly as Noa took my length down her throat. Noa swallowed, causing her throat to constrict tightly around me, I moaned again, breaking away from Rose's kiss.
Rose watched Noa's techniques intently, noting how she was clearly more experienced at oral pleasure and able to take me much deeper and for much longer, all while water cascaded over her face. Eventually, Noa slowly pulled me out of her mouth and smiled up at both of us.
Not wanting to leave Rose out of the action, I pulled Noa up and said, "Let's get out of this shower."
Rose brought towels from the heated rack. After we dried ourselves, I swept Rose off the floor, carried her to the bed, and laid her on her back.
Rose looked down to see Noa's sly smile. "Have you tried this?" she winked, then she pulled Rose's legs over her shoulders and buried her face between them.
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Rose gasped at the exquisite sensation of Noa's tongue swirling around her swollen lips and clit. She caught a glimpse of John positioning himself behind Noa, slowly entering her.
Noa trembled at my entry, yet she steadied herself—legs straight, hips pressed back against me—determined not to let my movements disrupt her devoted attention to Rose's pleasure.
The sight of John penetrating Noa from behind excited Rose; she shivered as Noa's tongue rubbed across her core of desire.
Noa slurped up the hot juices that began flowing, moaning as she drank from Rose, the golden nectar of a Crystal Realm martial artist. Her technique with Rose's clit was masterful. She tugged lightly with her lips, nibbling with her teeth and flicking with her tongue.
Having never been intimate with a woman before, Rose was completely amazed by Noa's accuracy and timing. Compared to Laurent and I, Noa had the advantage of knowing exactly how each touch felt. The things she was doing with her mouth were deliciously sinful, pushing Rose over the edge, as I slowly but surely bringing her toward climax.
Like lightning striking through her body, Rose jerked and convulsed while Noa's tongue moved even faster, rode out her orgasm. Rose's legs clamped around Noa's head. Her hips bucked wildly, as she came in Noa's mouth.
The climax of a Crystal Realm warrior was both delicious and dangerous. I reached out and held Rose's calves to prevent her powerful legs from crushing Noa.
Rose, however, lost all self-control as gushes of liquid shooting out of her in huge waves and Noa drank every drop. When the dexterous tongue and lips pulled away, Rose opened her eyes and looked down. She saw Noa shaking violently, moaning loudly, as I quickened my thrust. I knew every one of Noa's pleasure points and had perfect control of my member to stimulate them all. Noa's passionate cries grew so loud that Rose thought they would reach the guests in the garden. And that idea somehow turned her on.
Both were still spasming as Noa climbed on top of Rose, their legs entangling while they shared passionate kisses. I pulled them closer to the edge of the bed and thrust into Rose with force. Rose moaned in pleasure.
Martial arts training gave the girls perfect control over their bodies. Noa shifted toward me, spreading her legs and pressing down to let each thrust stimulate her clit, hot lips of her vagina massaging my shaft as it moved back and forth. Rose wrapped her legs around Noa's hips, giving me the biggest opening as I stretched her to the limit, while pulling Noa closer until the top of Noa's mound ground against her clit.
I expanded every muscle fiber to give them maximum pleasure. There was no gentle easing this time—I slammed into Rose with full force. Soon, Rose reached another powerful orgasm. After her crushing spasms subsided, I withdrew from Rose and drove into Noa.
They alternated between moans and orgasms, gasping for breath in between. They had long since stopped kissing as they lay panting, their sweat and fluids soaking the feather-filled duvet, as their skin squelched with every movement. As the garden fell silent with departing guests, I sustained my relentless rhythm.
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(Switching to Rose's perspective)
I came like a crazy woman; I had lost count of my orgasms. It must have been 15 or 16, maybe 20. John had slammed into us for hours, alternating between us. I screamed and moaned and made noises I never knew were in me. It was the most amazing sex I had ever experienced…and John was just getting started!
As my climax subsided, he gently turned me over and rolled me on top of Noa, who lay completely spent. He stood there, looking incredibly sexy with sweat glistening on his chiseled body. With a beckoning finger, he motioned for me to come to him. I raised my hips high, and he firmly grasped them with both hands.
He pulled me back until I was impaled on his huge prick. I expected him to fuck me hard again, but this time he took his time. He entered me slowly, grinding into me, letting me feel the stretch and depth inch by inch, until I couldn't be stretched further. Once he was buried as far as he could go, he started to pump me with short, hard strokes. His skin slapped against mine, and his balls bounced off my clit with each powerful thrust. I was surprised as I found his girth even thicker and stronger. I came...and came...and came. I had one continuous orgasm for what seemed like an eternity. It was more like thirty minutes before I couldn't take anymore and finally collapsed on my belly.