The scream tore from her throat, raw and desperate. Her voice cracked on the last word, the sound echoing across the wasteland.
Tianlong's grin widened.
His fingers squeezed both women's breasts harder, eliciting soft moans from their lips as he leaned back slightly into the butterfly throne.
Akane whimpered as his grip tightened, her nipple caught between his knuckles as he kneaded the soft flesh.
Yu Xiang's hand pressed down harder on his cock, feeling it pulse and throb beneath her palm as more pre-cum leaked through the fabric.
When he spoke, his voice was low, confident, and laced with a promise that sent a shiver down Sabrina's spine despite her rage.
"The man who is going to fuck you."
Sabrina blinked, her clenched jaw working as the right side of her face twitched. The moans—those fucking moans—stammered out in broken, breathy gasps from both of his wives.
"Ahhnn~... H-Husband..."
"Mmmph~... yes... there..."
