CHAPTER 255: BIT YOU?

"Urgh.. Haa..."

Ravene’s hands rested on his hips, steadying herself as she moved her head, sucking his cock and looked up at him, savoring his reaction.

Eira’s grin widened, and she leaned in closer, placing a kiss on his thighs.

Then she moved her lips, brushing against his testicles as her tongue teased the sensitive skin with a gentle, playful touch.

"Eira.." Brandon grunted faintly as Eira opened her lips and sucked his testiclte inside her mouth, coating it with her saliva.

Ravene pulled back slightly and her lips curled into a mischievous smile as she looked up at him.

She opened her lips and gave a small bite on the base of his dick, just enough to leave a mark, making him groan.

Looking at the mark, she smiled proudly and kissed it "there. Now I have marked it... From now on whenever you try to fuck someone, this will remind you that this dick belongs to someone else."

Eira chuckled softly and her lips left his testicles as she leaned up, "My turn," she said as she gently nudged Ravene aside, her hands sliding to Brandon’s dick.

She leaned in and her tongue traced a slow path along the length of the dick before her lips closed around the tip as she sucked gently.

Ravene leaned back, her hands resting on Brandon’s thighs as she watched Eira with a mischievous grin.

Brandon’s head tipped back against the wall and his eyes were eyes half-closed as he tried to process the overwhelming sensations.

Eira pulled back slightly as she looked up at him. "You brought this on yourself, you know. Can’t keep that dick of yours in check, so we’re doing it for you."

Her tongue flicked out, teasing the tip of his dick before she leaned in again, taking his dick in her mouth.

Ravene chuckled, her lips brushing against his hip and she looked up, her hands sliding to his chest "You’re lucky we’re so forgiving," she murmured as she pressed herself against him.

"But don’t think this means you’re off the hook, Husband." Her fingers grazed his chest, her nails dragging lightly as she leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to his neck.

Brandon let out a shaky laugh as he tried to regain some semblance of control "I get it, I get it. I’m in deep shit. But... Yve’s downstairs. We gotta wrap this up before she-"

His words were cut off by a soft groan as Eira’s lips closed around his dick again and her tongue swirled with a teasing intensity that made his knees buckle.

Ravene’s grin widened, and she leaned forward, her lips brushing against his ear "Then you better be quick..."

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Yverine sat quietly at the long dining table with her back straight, hands folded neatly in her lap as she glanced at the breakfast set before her, golden scrambled eggs, freshly buttered toast, sliced seasonal fruits glistening with morning dew, and a steaming cup of tea.

A soft hand pressed against her upper back "Eat up, dear..." Elizabeth said in a gentle tone, like the embrace of someone who had long ago accepted the role of caretaker for all who passed through this home.

Yverine blinked, turning slightly to look at the older woman, and gave a polite smile. "Yes, thank you,"

As she began eating, Elize slid gracefully into the chair beside her with a glass of freshly pressed orange juice in her hand.

"How is Kael’s training going?" Elize asked, looking at Yverine warmly.

Yverine paused mid-bite, swallowed gently before nodding "It’s going well, Miss Elize. For the last month, he’s been working very hard. His body has gotten used to the ether flow and his fighting technique... he’s improved a lot. Not just in strength, but control too."

Elize tilted her head slightly, clearly pleased to hear this.

She sipped her juice and smiled, glancing over Yverine thoughtfully "You can just call me ’Aunt’ like him, if you want to, Yve,"

Yverine’s eyes widened a little and she slowly nodded "Sure... Aunt Elize."

Elize’s smile grew just a little wider and she raised her hand to pat Yverine’s head "Hm... That’s better. Don’t be so tense, darling. We’re like family here."

Yverine’s lips parted slightly, and though her face remained still, her eyes flickered "Thank you... I appreciate it."

Elize leaned back slightly in her seat, "Good. Brandon’s been surrounded by so many capable women lately. It puts my heart at ease knowing you’re one of them. He’s lucky."

Yverine glanced at her, surprised by the compliment, but Elize continued before she could respond.

"I am sure he loves you..."

That made Yverine’s ears burn "I-I just-"

Elize waved a hand, cutting her off with a playful smile "I don’t mean it in a bad way. He needs people who care for him... and who can also knock sense into him when he’s being reckless."

Yverine gave a faint chuckle at that "He does tend to throw himself into danger before thinking."

Elize giggled. "I think he gets that from me. I was also reckless when I was young."

They both laughed softly, and the tension slowly began to melt.

Hearing footsteps, Elize glanced toward the hallway with a fond look in her eyes.

"Eat well, Yve. And don’t hesitate to ask if you ever need anything, okay?" she said, standing and pressing a quick kiss to the top of Yverine’s head before making her way toward the hallway.

Yverine sat there for a moment longer and her heart was oddly light.

She picked up her fork again, but this time her movements weren’t mechanical.

Taking a soft breath, she began to eat her food...

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Stepping into the hallway, Elize saw Brandon walking down the steps, adjusting his pants.

She raised an eyebrow as she leaned slightly against the banister. "You look like you barely survived."

Instead of replying, Brandon stepped down the last few stairs and walked straight into her arms, wrapping her in a sudden, warm hug like a child seeking comfort.

His head rested against her shoulder, "Aunt Elize..." he mumbled into her neck.

Elize smiled tenderly and placed her juice glass down on the nearby side table before wrapping her arms around him.

She cradled the back of his head with one hand, like a mother humoring the woes of a grumpy child "What happened, dear?"

Brandon snuggled deeper into her hug, sighing heavily "Ravene and Eira bullied me..."

That earned a quiet chuckle from Elize, though her fingers continued their gentle stroking against his hair "Oh no. Those little devils. How dare they bully my poor boy?"

"They teamed up on me..." he added, rubbing his cheek against her shoulder.

Elize gave a theatrical gasp "Teamed up? How unfair. My sweet Brandon, cornered and outnumbered like a helpless little lamb..."

"I am helpless," he whined, not even trying to hide his smile now as he leaned more of his weight into her.

Nodding his head, he muttered "And Ravene bit me."

Elize raised an eyebrow. "Bit you?"

He nodded solemnly "On my dick. Like a vampire."

"Well, that’s how you know she loves you," Elize teased, pressing a kiss to his temple. "Girls who bite are girls who care."

He groaned softly and tightened his arms around her again, breathing in her familiar perfume "You’re the only one who treats me right..."

She smiled gently, feeling his body relax more and more against her "That’s because I love you the most."

Behind them, from the top of the stairs, Ravene peeked out around the hallway corner as she watched him cling to Elize like a pampered cub.

Eira leaned on the wall beside her, "Did he go and complain about us?"