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Theo retreated to his private chamber, feeling the weight of the day's events. The grandeur of the space was lost on him as he sat on the edge of the opulent bed, his thoughts racing. A gentle knock at the door brought him back to reality.
"Theo-sama," Lily called out, her voice low. "Princess Arabella and Lady Beatrice are here to see you."
Theo's heart skipped a beat as he nodded. "Send them in, Lily," he said.
The door opened, and in stepped the two beautiful women, their eyes filled with desire. They had come to him, willing and eager to strengthen their bond. Theo knew that this night would be unlike any other, and his body responded accordingly.
He stood, his hand outstretched to each of them. "Welcome," he said, his voice steady.
Arabella took his hand, her grip firm. "Thank you for having us," she said, her voice dripping with seductiveness.
Beatrice blushed, her eyes downcast. "We're here to serve you," she murmured.
Theo felt a rush of arousal as he looked at them.
Theo led them to the table set with fine wine and delicious fruits. "Shall we drink something, while talking?" he asked them, his eyes gleaming with desire.
They nodded, and he watched as Lily and Ely took their positions outside the door, their eyes vigilant, ever the devoted guardians.
As they sat down, Arabella spoke up, her voice sultry. "Lord Theo, I've been thinking about our encounter in the library," she said, tracing her finger along the rim of her glass. "It was more than just pleasure."
Beatrice's cheeks flushed as she listened, her eyes flickering between Theo and Arabella. "Indeed," she agreed, her voice soft. "It was as if fate had drawn us together."
Theo took a sip of the wine, feeling the warmth spread through him. "I couldn't agree more," he said, his gaze lingering on each of them. "But we must be careful."
Arabella leaned closer, her hand on his thigh. "We know that," she whispered. "Tonight, let us indulge in the pleasure we share."
Theo felt the heat of her hand through his clothing, and his body responded. He knew that she was right. Tonight, they would celebrate their bond and revel in the passion that burned between them.
He took a deep breath and set his glass down. "Very well," he said, his voice thick with need. "Let's not waste any more time."
The two women exchanged a knowing look, their smiles filled with excitement. As they stood and approached him, Theo felt the weight of their gazes, the heat of their bodies, and knew that this night would indeed be one to remember.
Theo's hand playing with a wine glass, "Why don't you two start first?" A mischievous smile in Theo's face.
Arabella's eyes were shocked, she didn't understand what Theo meant, "What do you mean Sir Theo?" She can't help but ask.
Theo drinks a little wine, "Play with each other, As we play. Make me excited." Theo said with smile.
Arabella's eyes lit up, She understood the task and took Beatrice's hand. "As you wish," she said, her voice a purr.
They kissed, their tongues dancing together, and Theo felt his arousal grow. Their hands began to wander over each other's bodies, and he watched, captivated by their beauty and passion.
Beatrice's hand slipped down to Arabella's waist, her fingers tracing the curve of her hip. Arabella's hand found its way to Beatrice's breast, her thumb teasing the nipple through the fabric of her dress.
Theo's eyes grew dark as he watched, his breath coming in short gasps. He knew that this was only the beginning of a long and passionate night.
Beatrice moan in pleasure and undress herself, so do Arabella.
Arabella, unable to resist the heat building between them, pushed Beatrice onto the plush, velveteen bed. The fireplace crackled in the background, casting a warm, flickering light across their naked forms.
Theo's eyes widened as he took in the erotic sight. He could see the desire in their eyes, the hunger that mirrored his own.
Arabella began to explore Beatrice's body with her mouth, her tongue tracing a tantalizing path from her neck down to her navel. Beatrice's hips bucked upward, her breasts heaving as she moaned in pleasure.
Theo couldn't hold back anymore. He stepped closer, his cock standing at attention as he watched them. "Arabella," he whispered, his voice hoarse with need.
Without a word, she spread Beatrice's legs and licked her pussy with a fierce passion. The sight of Arabella's tongue gliding over Beatrice's folds was too much for Theo to handle. He took a step forward, his hand wrapping around his cock, stroking it gently.
Arabella looked up at him, her eyes filled with mischief. "Do you like what you see?" she asked, her voice a sultry whisper.
Theo nodded, his breathing ragged. "Yes," he managed to say. "More."
With a knowing smile, Arabella straddled Beatrice, her own pussy shaking with anticipation. Theo watched as she positioned herself, her wetness glistening in the firelight.
He didn't need any more invitations. He stepped behind her, his cock nudging at her entrance. With one smooth thrust, he filled her up, her body tightening around him.
Arabella's body jolted with pleasure, and she let out a cry that was muffled by Beatrice's mouth. Theo began to move, his hips pumping in a slow, steady rhythm that made them both moan.
Beatrice looked up at him, her eyes glazed with lust. "Take me to Theo-sama," she breathed. "Make me yours."
Theo's grip tightened on Arabella's hips as he drove into her from behind, her body moving in sync with his. The room was filled with their cries of pleasure, their bodies moving together in a dance as old as time.
Arabella's moans grew louder, and Theo knew she was close. He leaned down, his teeth grazing her earlobe. "Come for me," he whispered.
Her body tensed, and she screamed his name as her orgasm crashed over her, her juices coating his cock. Theo groaned, the sensation sending him over the edge as well.
They lay on the bed, their bodies tangled in a heap of pleasure. Arabella's heavy breathing was the only sound in the room, her chest rising and falling with each breath she took.
Beatrice, ever eager to please, knelt before Theo, her eyes never leaving his. "Make me clean it for You," she begged, her voice filled with a mix of lust and adoration.
Theo's eyes fell to her face, watching as she licked her lips. He knew she was referring to his still-hard cock, glistening with the evidence of their shared pleasure.
He nodded, his voice a low growl. "Yes, make it clean," he said, his eyes hooded with desire.
Beatrice didn't hesitate. She took him into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the tip, tasting herself on him. Theo's hips bucked as she took him deeper, her mouth working him with a skill that belied her innocent exterior.
He looked down at her, his hand in her hair, guiding her movements. She took him in, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked hard.
Arabella, not one to be outdone, slid down the bed, her eyes on Theo's. She reached between Beatrice's legs, her finger finding the other woman's swollen clit. She began to rub it, her movements slow and deliberate.
Beatrice's moans grew louder around Theo's cock as she felt the dual pleasure of his member filling her mouth and Arabella's touch on her sensitive flesh.
Theo's eyes met Arabella's, and he knew she felt the same intensity he did. They were all connected in this moment, bound by passion and destiny.
He reached out, his finger finding Arabella's dripping wet entrance. She gasped, arching her back, and he slid it in, feeling her heat and wetness.
Their eyes locked as he moved his hand in sync with Beatrice's movements. The three of them were lost in a world of pleasure, their bodies speaking a language that needed no words.
Theo: his eyes glazed over with passion "Beatrice, your service is... exquisite," he murmurs, his hips moving slightly as she continues her ministrations. "And Arabella," he says, his voice thick with desire, "I can't wait to feel you both around me."
Beatrice's eyes sparkled with excitement as she took Theo's cock deeper into her mouth, her cheeks hollowing with the effort. She could feel Arabella's hand on her clit, the pleasure almost too much to bear.
Theo's hand tightened in her hair as he watched her work. "You're doing so well," he praised her, his voice strained. "Just a little more."
Arabella's breathing grew heavier as she watched them, her own arousal mounting. She spread Beatrice's legs wider, her own body aching to join them.
Theo withdrew from Beatrice's mouth with a wet pop, his cock glistening. "Your turn," he said to Arabella, his voice gruff with need.
Arabella didn't hesitate. She climbed onto the bed and positioned herself over Beatrice, their bodies forming a perfect triangle of desire.
Theo spread Beatrice's legs wider, exposing her dripping pussy to the air. He lined himself up and pushed in, his cock sliding into her wet warmth. Beatrice moaned, the pleasure of his thickness filling her up making her toes curl.
Arabella leaned down, her mouth capturing Theo's, their tongues dueling as they moved together. Beatrice watched them, her eyes glazed with passion.
Theo's hand found Arabella's clit, his thumb rubbing it in tight circles as he fucked Beatrice. The three of them moved in perfect harmony, their bodies a symphony of pleasure.
The room was filled with the sounds of their lovemaking, their cries echoing off the walls. They were lost in the moment, their hearts beating as one as they gave themselves over to the passion that had been building between them.
The tension grew, each thrust from Theo sending them closer to the edge. Arabella's hand reached down to squeeze Beatrice's breast, her nails digging into the soft flesh.
Theo's eyes locked with Arabella's, and he knew she was ready. He pulled out of Beatrice, his cock shiny with her juices. He positioned himself at Arabella's pussy and pushed in, filling her up in one swift motion.
Her eyes rolled back in her head as she screamed, her body spasming around him. The feeling was indescribable, the tightness of her pussy gripping him like a vice.
Beatrice watched them, her own desire reaching a fever pitch. She leaned down, her mouth capturing Arabella's again as Theo pounded into her.
Theo's hand found Beatrice's clit, his thumb circling it as he fucked Arabella's. The sensation was too much for her, and she came, her body shaking with the force of her orgasm.
Beatrice's eyes never left Theo's, her love and adoration for him clear in her gaze. She knew that she was his, utterly and completely.
Theo felt it too, his orgasm building. He pulled out of Arabella, his cock spurting hot cum over their entwined bodies. They collapsed into a heap, their breathing ragged and their hearts racing.
For a moment, they lay there, their bodies trembling with the aftershocks of pleasure. Then, they pulled each other close, their kisses tender and loving.