Come here (R - 18)

She began touching her nipple while her other hand started to play with her clitoris.

Mara smiled as Emma followed her command. 

Then she refocused on Malacai, her hips moving faster.

"Aah... Ah... Hubby!" Each time she moved downward, she felt Malacai's tip pressing against the opening of her womb, overwhelming her mind with pleasure.

She continued to move, servicing Malacai. 

As time passed, Malacai's member throbbed again, and he could feel Mara's insides trembling and clenching him tighter. 

Both moaned and climaxed at the same time.

Afterward, Mara stood up, taking out Malacai from inside her. 

His dick was covered in blood, sperm, and her love juices, still twitching and a little hard. 

Mara's lips curved upward as she lay beside him. Her gaze then moved to Emma, who was playing with her breasts and pussy.

"You are his tool. Clean him up," Mara ordered, pointing at Malacai's little brother.

Emma looked at it with repulsion but knew better than to disobey Mara's command. 

She had seen what Mara could do, and from her gaze, Emma knew that disobedience would provoke Mara's wrath.

Malacai heard what Mara said and he look forward to it. 

He wanted to know how it felt inside Emma as well.

His attention was then captured by Mara's soft lips as they engaged in a passionate kiss, his hands kneading her voluptuous breasts.

Now, Emma is at the top of the bed, her face inches away from Malacai's little brother. 

She had done this before, but now she hesitated because of the mixed smell. 

Emma gulped down; what repulsed her the most was the blood. Mara's virgin blood.

Mara, still kissing Malacai, cast a sidelong glance at Emma. 

Sensing her gaze, Emma quickly moved into action. 

She parted her mouth, her tongue hesitantly touching the mixed fluids.

The salty, metallic taste, with a hint of sweetness, spread in her mouth, taking her by surprise.

Her tongue began to wrap around Malacai's member, which had become hard again. 

Despite his weak body, his sexual drive and desire are quite high. 

Emma then took him deep into her mouth, and she started moving up and down.

Suck... Slurp... 

Malacai felt the warm sensation enveloping him, his hands continuing to roam over Mara's body.

Nerissa is now looking at them after hearing Mara's order from Emma. 

She was worried that Malacai or Mara might call her to join. 

While Nerissa was prepared for Malacai to take her virginity, she didn't like the idea of losing it in a group activity.

Malacai, enjoying Emma's blowjob, wants to feel her inside. 

Mara, knowing Malacai's desire, broke their kiss, their saliva forming a string between them. 

Malacai's breathing was a bit ragged.

"Emma, use your other lips. I want to feel your inside," Malacai commanded.

Hearing his command, Emma stopped her blow job, her hazel eyes looking at him, silently questioning his seriousness. 

She was still a virgin, and he was asking her to be the one doing everything.

Seeing his black eyes, Emma understands what he thinks. 

She was his tool, existing only to follow his order. 

A pang of sadness hit her; she had never imagined losing her virginity in such a manner.

Realizing she had no other choice,

Emma reluctantly changed her position. Having played with herself earlier, her pussy was already leaking love juice and ready.

She stood on her knee, positioning his little brother directly under her entrance.

As she felt the tip at her opening, tears welled in her eyes. 

Slowly lowering her body, she experienced a completely new sensation. 

Her insides stretched to accommodate him, feeling impossibly full. 

Each downward movement made her feel as though she was being torn apart.

Her heart pounded loudly, tears streaming down her face as she reached the last barrier. 

She hesitated once more.

Malacai and Mara were now watching her intently. 

Mara lay on his chest, her hand caressing his nipple, while Malacai's hand remained on her breast, enjoying the feeling. 

Emma swallowed hard under their expectant gazes, which silently urged her to prove her decision.

Many thoughts run through Emma's mind, and in the end, she knows the choice is to become his tool or die. 

She suppressed her feelings and emotions, a skill she had honed through her profession; thus, maintaining her composure wasn't difficult for her.

"Aaah..." 

Emma screamed in pain as she pushed downward, feeling as though her body was being torn apart, her hymen breaking. 

She then pushed further down, clenching her fists into the bed sheet.

For her, it was like ripping off a band-aid: it was better to do it quickly in one swift movement.

Red blood began to drip from their connection. 

Malacai could feel that her insides were very different from Mara's. 

While Mara seemed perfectly molded for him, Emma was tight and wet, her interior drenched and slightly spongy.

Looking at Emma's breasts heaving with her ragged breaths, Malacai smirked.

"Start moving when you're ready," he instructed.

Emma nodded slowly, still grappling with the intense pain. 

She could feel Malacai filling her completely, his tip pressing against the entrance of her womb. 

Inside, Emma felt a sense of relief; she had feared Malacai would order her to move immediately. 

The thought of enduring even more pain was unimaginable to her.

Malacai could feel her insides twitching. 

He turned his gaze to Nerissa, whose face was as red as a tomato. 

She looked down, trying to avoid seeing them. "Nerissa, come here," he called out.

At his words, Nerissa's body shuddered.

She gulped and walked over slowly, sitting beside him. 

She tried her best not to look directly at them, fiddling with her fingers nervously. 

"Do… Do you want me to strip again... Aaah," she moaned as she felt Malacai's hand start groping her breast through her shirt.

His action made Nerissa turn her gaze towards him.

Seeing her reaction, Malacai smiled. 

He moved his hand to the back of her neck, then pulled her face towards his, starting a passionate kiss. 

Nerissa was surprised by his sudden move but didn't resist. She let him do as he wished.