Reincarnated as a Healer : Why are my powers so filthy?
Chapter 44: Some 2

Saria’s body pressed against Leon, her pussy clenching around his cock, her moans a low rumble as she rocked back against him, her toned backside glistening with sweat.

Terya knelt beneath, her lips and tongue working his balls, her blonde hair tickling his thighs, her green eyes glinting with mischief.

Tila’s face turned red, her breath catching, her brown eyes wide.

"What... are you—?" she stammered, her voice a mix of shock and curiosity.

Terya looked up, her lips glistening, her grin wicked.

"You watching, Tila? You can join. Plenty of him left."

"I—I shouldn’t—" Tila said, her hands clutching her tunic, her cheeks burning brighter.

"Oh, shut up," Saria groaned, her voice thick with pleasure, her hips still rocking against Leon’s cock. "Either get naked or get out."

Tila hesitated, her heart pounding, her eyes darting between them.

Then, her cheeks flaming, she slipped into the room and shut the door.

She sat beside Terya, her brown eyes wide with nervous excitement, her cheeks flushed red as Terya yanked her into a kiss.

Their lips met in a messy, heated clash, Tila’s soft moan muffled as Terya’s tongue curled against hers, their breaths mingling.

Leon pulled out of Saria, who collapsed onto the grain sack, panting, her wrap slipping to reveal her full breasts, nipples hard and flushed, her dark eyes hazy with pleasure.

"Fuck," she gasped, her voice raw, a rare crack in her stoic facade. "You’re relentless, Leon."

He moved to Tila, his cock still hard, glistening from Saria.

"Can I?" he asked, his voice soft through the haze of lust, his eyes searching hers for consent.

"Please," Tila whispered, her voice trembling but eager, her small breasts heaving as she lay back on a pile of sacks, her legs parting, her pussy glistening in the moonlight, soaked with need.

Leon pushed in—slow, deep, her tight heat enveloping him, drawing a high gasp from her as she clutched his arms, her hips rocking instinctively to meet him.

"Oh... gods," she whimpered, her eyes rolling back, her nails digging into his shoulders.

Terya kissed Tila’s neck, her hands roaming, fingers teasing Tila’s nipples, pinching gently, making her squirm and moan louder.

Then Terya climbed onto Leon’s face, her thighs spreading wide, her pussy dripping as she lowered herself, her scent musky and intoxicating.

"You better eat," she growled, her voice thick with desire, her green eyes burning down at him.

Leon gripped her thighs, his tongue delving into her, licking slow and deep, savoring her taste as she ground against his mouth, her moans loud and unrestrained.

Her hands tangled in his hair, pulling hard, her hips rocking with a desperate rhythm.

Saria watched from the side, her fingers sliding between her own thighs, stroking her clit, her breasts swaying as she pleasured herself, her dark eyes locked on the scene.

"Damn," she muttered, her voice husky. "You’re a sex monster, Leon."

It became chaos—a tangle of sweat-slick bodies, moans, and desperate touches.

Leon fucked Tila, her pussy clenching tight, her cries high and sharp as her legs wrapped around him, pulling him deeper.

Terya ground against his tongue, shivering, her juices coating his lips, her moans turning to gasps as she neared climax.

Saria crawled over, her wrap discarded, her body flushed and glistening, pulling Leon into her again—this time with Tila still underneath, their bodies sliding together in a heated mess of limbs and sweat.

Leon thrust into Saria’s pussy, her heat tight and slick, her moans mingling with Tila’s as their breasts pressed together, Tila’s smaller ones rubbing against Saria’s fuller curves.

Terya leaned down, kissing Tila’s lips, then Saria’s, her tongue darting between them, a sloppy, heated exchange that made Leon’s cock throb harder.

Hands clutched—Leon’s on Saria’s hips, Tila’s on Terya’s thighs, Saria’s fingers pulling Tila’s hair.

Kisses landed everywhere—necks, breasts, lips, a frenzy of mouths and tongues.

Terya came first, her scream muffled against Saria’s lips, her pussy shuddering against Leon’s tongue, her thighs trembling as she rode out her climax, soaking his face.

Leon switched, pulling out of Saria and sliding into Tila again, her pussy gripping him as she cried out, her second orgasm hitting hard, her nails raking his back.

Saria straddled Tila’s face, lowering herself, Tila’s tongue lapping eagerly, drawing a low moan from Saria as her hips rocked.

Leon thrust into Tila, then pulled out, moving to Saria’s mouth, her lips wrapping around his cock, sucking with fierce hunger as Terya’s fingers slid into Saria’s pussy, stroking fast.

Leon came inside Saria’s mouth, his groan echoing as she swallowed, her dark eyes burning up at him.

He pulled out, still hard, and entered Tila again, her pussy clenching as she screamed, her climax crashing through her.

Terya leaned in, kissing Leon’s chest, her hands squeezing his ass, urging him deeper.

He switched to Saria’s pussy, thrusting hard, her moans loud and desperate, her breasts bouncing as Tila’s fingers teased her clit.

Leon came again, flooding Saria, her pussy shuddering around him as she climaxed, her cry raw and primal.

Terya climbed back onto Leon’s face, her second orgasm hitting as his tongue worked her, her scream shaking the room.

The four of them moved in a frenzied dance—Leon fucking Tila, then Saria, Terya’s mouth and hands everywhere, their bodies sliding, sweat and juices mingling, breasts pressed, hips grinding.

Moans echoed, hands clutched, fingers pulled hair and squeezed breasts, the air thick with the scent of sex and desire.

Leon lost track of how many times he came—inside Tila, then Saria, their bodies a tangle of heat and need, Terya’s tongue bringing her to climax again on his face.

When it was over, they collapsed in a tangled heap—wet, sticky, panting, their bodies pressed together on the sacks, the moonlight bathing them in silver.

Saria’s head rested on Leon’s chest, her breath hot against his skin.

Tila curled against his side, her small frame trembling, a shy smile on her lips.

Terya sprawled across them, her blonde hair splayed, her green eyes half-lidded with satisfaction.