Mike starts thrusting while lifting one of Giselle's legs.
"He's reaching deep; I think this is even more stimulating," Giselle moans, drowning in pleasure.
"Damn, she's so tight, but in this position, I can't see her expression," Mike thinks before gently laying Giselle on the ground, their faces now meeting.
This time, he thrusts inside her while sucking on her boobs.
"Damn it, ahhhhhhh!" Giselle can't hold herself back, her moans exciting Mike even more.
Mike moves towards her armpits and starts licking, then begins playing with her clitoris.
"Wait, if you do that.... Ahhhhhhh!" Giselle lifts her hips slightly, then starts squirting hard.
Mike watches in fascination as Giselle tries to cover her vagina.
"No, don't hide it. It looks amazing," Mike says, gently pushing her hands away.
Giselle remains in an embarrassed pose, turning her face to the right.
After it ends, she relaxes her body.
"I can't believe it. I let Mike see that.... What's happening to me? No!" Giselle covers her face with her palm.
"Ahhhhhhh! Wait, I'm sensitive," Giselle moans again as Mike suddenly thrusts inside her.
"Please forgive me, master. I haven't ejaculated yet. I can't control myself now—your expressions are too erotic for me," Mike says, thrusting while rubbing her clitoris.
"Damn, this is it. I'm about to ejaculate," Mike shouts in pleasure, trying to pull out his penis.
"No, don't pull out. Ejaculate inside me," Giselle demands, locking her legs around him, forcing him to release inside her.
Sperm begins leaking from her vagina as Mike collapses, drained, onto the ground.
Giselle grins, covering her face with one hand. "This is going to be fun. Forgive me, little sister, but Mike is mine now."
The scene shifts to Mike's room.
"Wait, don't be rough. You'll break my penis," Mike groans, gripping Lyria's waist as she rides him, her hips shaking.
"Yes, I can't believe it. This feels amazing. You can ejaculate inside me," Lyria moans, leaning forward to kiss Mike.
Mike's hands grip her hips as he ejaculates inside her once more.
Lyria gets dressed and prepares to leave, while Mike sits naked on the bed.
"Don't worry, this isn't over yet. We'll do this again. Consider it my thanks for looking after my sister," Lyria says with a smile before leaving the room.
"I don't even have the strength to stand. I can't tell her I already received my 'gift' from Giselle," Mike mutters, holding his head.
While Mike is asleep, the door creaks open. Someone enters the room, and when he opens his eyes, he finds Giselle beside him.
Mike quickly covers himself. "What the hell are you doing here?"
"Don't be shy. Is there really anything left to hide?" Giselle says as she ties his hands, exposing his erection.
"I can't believe Lyria did this," Giselle remarks, giving Mike a disappointed look.
"Yes, I can't go another round. So, leave me alone," Mike responds calmly.
"Is that so? Well, I guess I have no choice," Giselle says, touching Mike's scrotum gently.
"Wait, don't touch it! It's sensitive," Mike yells.
"Don't worry, everything will be fine. You won't be able to ejaculate anymore, not until I release my spell," Giselle says, making Mike's penis hard again.
Not only does Mike get an erection, but his body is also overwhelmed with uncontrollable desire.
Mike starts trembling, unable to control himself.
When Giselle finally releases the spell, Mike lunges at her.
Giselle, prepared for this moment, smiles. "Here you go," she says, making her dress vanish as she climbs on top of him, her hips shaking vigorously.
"This is too intense. Doing it after ejaculation feels so much more..... This is too much," Mike says, holding Giselle's bouncing boobs.
Mike then takes the lead, climbing on top of Giselle, continuing in the missionary position.
The scene shifts to Lyria, who is bathing in the pool. She recalls her moments with Mike and gets flustered, covering her face.
"Yes, don't stop," Giselle moans, turning her face towards Mike while in a crouching position.
"Please let me release. I can't take it anymore," Mike pleads, his face turning pale as he struggles to hold back.
"Don't worry, we'll do it together. I think I'm about to..." Giselle says before releasing her spell, covering the bedsheet in their fluids.
Both Giselle and Mike lie exhausted on the bed.
"Amazing. We're doing this every day—twice a day," Giselle says, kissing Mike.
Then, without warning, Giselle vanishes, leaving Mike confused.
"Wait, what?" Mike shouts in surprise.
As days go by, every morning starts with Lyria having sex with Mike, followed by Giselle. Lyria has no idea what's going on.
Days turn into months. During dinner one night:
"Hey Mike, you look exhausted," Lyria's mother comments.
"What do you mean? I'm like this every day," Mike replies with a smile.
"Oh, by the way, where is Giselle?" Lyria's mother asks, turning to Lyria.
"I don't know," Lyria responds.
"I think she's sleeping. After teaching me today, she got exhausted," Mike says while eating.
"That's strange. That's never happened before. It's the first time, and her mood has been improving lately," Lyria's mother notes before continuing her meal.
"Oh, I almost forgot. Here is your sun fruit, as you ordered," the maid said, offering it to Lyria.
"Oh, I forgot about it. Thanks," Lyria replied, accepting the fruit.
"What's that fruit, Lyria?" Mike asked.
"This fruit is sweet and has a strong fragrance. The scent lasts for an entire day unless you use magic to remove it," Lyria explained with a grin.
After dinner, Mike headed to his room. Lyria made her way to Giselle's room and knocked on the door.
"Giselle, open up. I brought you something special," Lyria called, knocking again.
The door clicked open, and Giselle stepped out, dressed only in her undergarments.
"What is it?" Giselle asked.
"Oh, I brought the sun fruit. Here, have some," Lyria offered.
Giselle accepted the fruit and went back into her room. As Lyria returned to her own room, she glanced back with a hint of concern.
In Mike's room, a black butterfly with embers dripping from its wings flew silently. It fluttered around before merging into the wall.
The next morning, Lyria entered Mike's room. Mike was still sleeping as usual, and Lyria jumped on top of him.
Mike opened his eyes, startled. "Wait, I'm still sleeping. Please be gentle."
Lyria nuzzled her nose into his neck, taking a deep breath. "I'm worried about you."
"What are you talking about? I'm perfectly fine," Mike said, relaxing as Lyria released him.
"Hey, you've been looking tired lately. It's been a while... You aren't doing anything reckless, right?" Lyria asked, her face turning pale.
"No, not really. Believe me," Mike replied, though his voice shook slightly.
Lyria gave him a smile. "Okay, let's meet at the dining table," she said before leaving the room.
Time passed, and at 2 a.m., we see Giselle and Mike in the midst of their usual intimacy. But this time, Lyria was watching them secretly, tears streaming down her face. She was using the butterfly to bypass Giselle's anti-magic barrier.
Lyria gathered her strength and teleported outside Mike's room. She reached for the door handle but hesitated, pulling her hand back. After repeating this hesitation three or four times, she finally entered the room.
Both Mike and Giselle froze in shock, while Lyria stood there with an angry expression.
"How....?" Giselle quickly climbed down from Mike and covered herself with the bedsheet.
"Wait, Lyria, I can explain!" Mike pleaded, trying to calm her.
Lyria stepped closer and slapped him with all her might. The room fell silent. Mike couldn't even lift his head, overwhelmed by the guilt that consumed him.
"I can't believe it. You both betrayed me. I trusted you, Giselle..... Is this what it means to love or be loved?" Lyria shouted, her voice filled with pain.
Giselle couldn't meet Lyria's eyes either, her gaze fixed downward in shame.
Lyria turned to leave the room, but before she stepped out, Giselle finally spoke.
"How..... How did you find out?" Giselle asked, still looking down.
"After hearing from Mom that Mike looked exhausted, I started suspecting something. Then I gave you the sun fruit. I knew that if you spent time with Mike after eating it, the scent would linger on him," Lyria explained before vanishing.
"This morning, when she smelled me.... She was checking for the scent of the fruit. That's how she confirmed her suspicions," Mike realized, feeling the weight of his guilt deepen even more.