Lord Summoner's Freedom Philosophy: Grimoire of Love
Chapter 291: The Girls’ Welcome (3) The Speechless Valkyries?

Chapter 291: The Girls’ Welcome (3) The Speechless Valkyries?

The rest of the girls slept, their bodies spent from the night of intense passion, but Josephine’s eyes gleamed with unfulfilled desire. She quietly slipped out of the bed, her body lithe and graceful, and approached Lyan.

"Lyan," she whispered, her voice a sultry promise, "I’m not done yet."

He turned to her, a smirk playing on his lips. "What do you have in mind?"

"I want to play a game," she replied, her eyes darkening with lust. "I want you to be a bandit, ravaging me like a helpless girl."

Lyan’s smirk widened, his gaze turning predatory. "As you wish, my little captive."

Josephine’s eyes sparkled with excitement as she let herself fall into the role. She pretended to resist as Lyan grabbed her, his hands rough and demanding.

"You’re mine tonight," he growled, pushing her onto the bed, his body covering hers.

Josephine gasped, her body arching into his touch. "Please, no," she whispered, her voice trembling with mock fear. "Don’t hurt me."

Lyan’s fingers dug into her hips as he positioned himself between her legs. "Oh, I’m going to hurt you," he promised, his voice low and menacing. "But you’re going to love every second of it."

With that, he plunged into her, his thrusts deep and powerful. Josephine cried out, her body trembling with pleasure.

"YESSS!!! OH GOD, YES!!!" she moaned, her nails digging into his back.

Lyan’s movements were relentless, each thrust sending waves of ecstasy through Josephine’s body. She writhed beneath him, her moans filling the room.

"You’re such a bad girl," Lyan growled, his hands gripping her thighs. "You deserve to be punished."

"PUNISH ME, LYAN!!" she pleaded, her eyes wide with lust. "I NEED IT!!"

With a final, powerful thrust, Lyan brought them both to the edge. Josephine’s orgasm hit her like a tidal wave, her body shuddering with pleasure. Lyan followed moments later, his release filling her with warmth.

But they weren’t done yet. Josephine wanted more, needed more. She led Lyan to the private hall of the House of Roses, just outside their chamber. The room was dimly lit, the perfect setting for their continued game.

Lyan pushed her against the wall, his hands rough on her skin. "You’re not going anywhere," he growled, his voice filled with dark promise.

Josephine’s heart raced, her body trembling with anticipation. "Please, don’t," she whispered, her voice a mix of fear and desire.

Ignoring her pleas, Lyan lifted her, his cock finding its way back inside her. Josephine cried out, her legs wrapping around his waist. Each thrust was more intense than the last, driving her wild with pleasure.

"OH GOD, YESSS!!!" Josephine screamed, her voice echoing in the hall. "MORE, LYAN, MORE!!"

Lyan’s hands roamed her body, his fingers digging into her hips as he drove into her with relentless force. "You like this, don’t you?" he growled, his breath hot against her ear. "Being my little captive?"

"YES!!" she cried, her nails scratching at his back. "I LOVE IT!!"

Lyan’s movements became even more intense, his thrusts deep and powerful. Josephine’s moans grew louder, her body trembling with ecstasy.

"You’re going to come for me again," Lyan commanded, his voice a dark promise. "AREN’T YOU?"

"YES, LYAN!!" she screamed, her body arching into his. "I’M SO CLOSE!!"

With a final, powerful thrust, Lyan sent Josephine over the edge. Her orgasm hit her like a storm, her body shuddering with pleasure. Lyan followed moments later, his release filling her with warmth.

Breathing heavily, they remained locked together, their bodies slick with sweat and their breaths mingling. But their moment was interrupted by the creak of the door.

Lyan’s movements paused as he turned to see who had entered.

Surena, Emilia, and Alice stood frozen in the doorway, their eyes wide with shock. The scene before them – Lyan buried deep inside Josephine, her body trembling with pleasure – left them speechless.

Lyan pulled out of Josephine, his cock still hard and glistening with their combined juices. The three women’s eyes were drawn to it, their gazes filled with a mix of awe and desire.

"I...we didn’t mean to interrupt," Surena stammered, her cheeks flushed.

"What are you doing?" Emilia asked, her voice both curious and scandalized.

Alice, her eyes filled with longing, stepped forward. "Why...why were you doing that here?"

Lyan’s eyes gleamed with a mix of amusement and lust as he looked at the three women. "Josephine wanted a bit of a role-play," he explained, his voice calm. "And it got a bit...intense."

The three women exchanged glances, their expressions a mix of embarrassment and arousal. Surena, taking a deep breath, stepped forward.

"Lyan," she began hesitantly, "can we...can we join you?"

Emilia’s face turned a deeper shade of red. "I mean, if it’s okay with you, Lyan."

Alice, bolder than the others, moved closer. "Please, Lyan, let us join."

Lyan’s eyes darkened with desire as he took in the sight of the three women, their nervous anticipation clear. "Of course," he said, his voice a seductive whisper. "Come here."

Surena was the first to approach. Her ash-brown hair framed her beautiful face, her body a perfect blend of strength and grace. She hesitated for a moment, her hands trembling, before reaching out to touch Lyan.

"Surena," he murmured, his hands guiding her closer. "I’ll be gentle."

She nodded, her breath hitching as he positioned her on the bed. Lyan’s hands roamed her body, his touch both firm and tender.

"You’re beautiful," he whispered, his lips brushing against her ear.

Surena blushed, her body responding to his touch. "Lyan, I’m...I’ve never done this before," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper.

Lyan smiled, his eyes filled with warmth. "Don’t worry, Surena. I’ll take care of you."

With gentle hands, he began to undress her, his fingers deftly unfastening her clothes. He kissed her deeply, his tongue exploring her mouth as his hands moved over her body. Surena’s breath hitched, her hands gripping his shoulders as she kissed him back with growing passion.

Their kisses grew more intense, the sounds of their lips and tongues mingling filling the room. "Mmmm... Lyan," Surena moaned softly, her body trembling with anticipation.

Lyan’s hands moved to her breasts, his fingers teasing her nipples through the fabric of her undergarments. "You’ve been waiting for this, haven’t you, Surena?" he murmured against her lips.

"Yes, Lyan," she gasped, her eyes filled with desire. "I’ve wanted this for so long."

He smiled, his hands skillfully removing her undergarments, exposing her to his hungry gaze. "You’re perfect," he whispered, his lips trailing down her neck to her breasts.

Surena’s hands tangled in his hair as he took one of her nipples into his mouth, his tongue flicking over the sensitive peak. "Oh... Lyan," she moaned, her back arching.

He continued to kiss and fondle her, his hands and mouth exploring every inch of her body. Surena’s breath came in short gasps, her body writhing beneath him.

Finally, Lyan positioned himself between her legs, his cock hard and ready. "Are you ready, Surena?" he asked, his voice low and husky.

"Yes, Lyan," she whispered, her eyes wide with anticipation. "Please..."

He entered her slowly, his cock stretching her tight entrance. "OH GOD!! LYAN!!" she screamed, her nails digging into his back.

"You’re so tight," Lyan groaned, his hands gripping her hips. "But you feel so good."

Surena’s eyes were filled with tears of pleasure and pain. "It’s... it’s so big," she gasped, her body trembling.

Lyan kissed her deeply, his tongue exploring her mouth as he began to move inside her. "You’re doing so well, Surena," he murmured against her lips. "Just relax."

Surena nodded, her hands gripping his shoulders as she tried to relax. With each thrust, the pain began to fade, replaced by a growing pleasure. "OH YES!! LYAN!!" she cried, her body arching into his.

Lyan’s movements were slow and deliberate, each thrust bringing her closer to the edge. "You like this, don’t you, Surena?" he growled, his breath hot against her ear.

"YES!!" she screamed, her hands clutching at him. "MORE!!"

He kissed her deeply, his hands roaming her body as he increased the pace. "You’re mine, Surena," he whispered, his voice a dark promise. "You’re mine."

"YES!!" she cried, her body trembling with pleasure. "I’M YOURS, LYAN!!"

With a final, powerful thrust, Lyan sent Surena over the edge. Her orgasm hit her like a storm, her body shuddering with pleasure. Lyan followed moments later, his release filling her with warmth.

Surena’s breath came in ragged gasps as she clung to Lyan, her body slowly calming. He kissed her softly, his hands gentle as they caressed her skin. "Are you okay?" he asked, his voice tender.

"Yes," she whispered, her eyes meeting his. "Thank you, Lyan."

He smiled, brushing a strand of hair from her face. "You were amazing, Surena."

Emilia and Alice, who had been watching with bated breath, exchanged glances. Emilia’s face was still flushed, her eyes filled with a mix of curiosity and desire. Alice, bolder than ever, stepped closer to the bed.

"Lyan," Alice began, her voice a seductive purr, "can we have a turn now?"

Lyan chuckled, his eyes gleaming with mischief. "Of course," he said, his voice a low growl. "Come here."

Emilia hesitated for a moment before stepping forward, her shyness slowly giving way to boldness. "Please, Lyan," she whispered, her eyes pleading. "I want to feel you too."

Lyan’s gaze softened as he looked at Emilia. "I’ll take care of you," he promised, reaching out to pull her into his embrace.