Rebate King: Every Beauty I Spoil Makes Me a Billionaire

The three of them remained locked together, bodies still joined in the most intimate ways.

Stan stayed buried deep inside Sophie, her pussy still fluttering gently around his softening cock as the last pulses of his second orgasm faded.

Thick and warm, his cum mixed with hers, slowly leaked out around him, trickling down to soak the sheets beneath her ass. Maya lay pressed flush against his right side, one leg draped possessively over both of theirs, her own well-fucked pussy still dripping onto his thigh.

Stan’s strong arms wrapped around both women, pulling them even closer until there was no space left between them.

Sophie’s head rested on his left pectoral, her ear directly over his heartbeat. Her heavy, bare breasts were squished softly against his ribs, rising and falling with each of her slowing breaths.

One of her thighs was hooked over his hip.

Meanwhile, Maya had tucked herself under his right arm, her cheek resting on his shoulder, lips occasionally brushing the side of his neck in lazy, affectionate kisses.

Her full curves molded against him like she was made to fit there, one hand lazily tracing circles on his chest while the other rested low on his stomach, fingers occasionally dipping to where he was still connected to Sophie.

The room smelled of sex, lavender, and the faint trace of their perfumes. Sweat cooled on their skin, making everything feel slick and intimate.

Stan could feel every tiny movement, the way Sophie’s inner walls gave one last weak squeeze around him, the soft puff of Maya’s breath against his collarbone, the way both women’s heartbeats gradually synced with his own.

He pressed a long, tender kiss to the top of Sophie’s head, then turned and did the same to Maya’s forehead. His voice came out rough and thick with emotion.

”I don’t even have words for how incredible that was... for how much I love both of you right now.”

Sophie lifted her face just enough to look at him. Her eyes were glassy, still carrying the soft, overwhelmed glow of her orgasms. She reached up and cupped his cheek, thumb stroking gently.

”You were perfect, Stan. So strong... so giving. Feeling you come inside me... I’ve never felt closer to anyone.” Her voice cracked with feeling. She leaned in and kissed him slow and deep, pouring every ounce of love she had into it.

Maya hummed in agreement, her fingers sliding up to tangle lightly in his hair.

”You made me feel so full... so claimed... god, Stan. It felt right. All of it.” She kissed the side of his neck, then his jaw. ”We’re not fighting over you anymore. We’re sharing you because we both want you to feel like this every single day.”

Stan’s chest tightened with emotion. He tightened his arms around them both, one hand stroking Sophie’s back in long, soothing lines while the other cupped Maya’s ass possessively. ”You two planned all of this... the surprise, the deal about who goes first... just to make me feel like a king. I don’t deserve you.”

”You do,” they said almost in unison, then both laughed softly, the sound warm and intimate in the quiet room.

They stayed like that for a long time, trading lazy kisses and whispered words.

Maya told him how proud she’d been watching him dominate the game earlier, how wet it had made her knowing she’d get to ride him afterward.

Sophie admitted she’d been shy about the ”Maya first” and she still felt weird about all this but she’ll do this for him.

Stan confessed how the combination of their attention had wrecked him in the best way, how Sophie’s soft, loving pussy had felt different from Maya’s eager tightness, how both had driven him insane.

Eventually the conversation slowed. Their touches grew heavier with exhaustion and satisfaction. Stan’s cock finally slipped free of Sophie with a wet sound, more cum leaking out onto his thigh. Neither woman moved to clean up, they simply nestled closer, content to stay marked by him.

”I love you both so much,” Stan murmured one last time, voice heavy with sleep.

”We love you too,” Sophie whispered against his chest.

”Forever,” Maya added, pressing one final kiss to his shoulder.

Wrapped in their warmth, legs tangled, hearts beating together, they cleaned and together in his arms, the three of them drifted off into deep, peaceful sleep.

...

Stan woke slowly the next morning to an empty bed and the faint, delicious smell of butter, herbs, and something savory drifting through the house.

The sheets beside him were still warm where the women had lain, carrying their scents. He stretched, feeling pleasantly sore in the best way, muscles used, body thoroughly loved.

A lazy smile curved his lips as he pulled on a pair of loose boxers and followed his nose toward the kitchen.

The morning light was soft and golden, pouring through the windows.

In the kitchen, Maya stood at the stove in her short crimson nightgown, the hem barely covering the bottom curve of her ass.

She was flipping a large, fluffy omelette filled with herbs, cheese, and vegetables.

Sophie stood beside her in a soft robe that had slipped open at the front, revealing the inner swell of her breasts as she chopped fresh tomatoes and sprinkled them into a bowl.

Stan leaned against the doorway for a moment, just watching them, two beautiful women moving comfortably in his space, cooking for him after the night they’d shared. His heart felt full.

He stepped forward quietly and came up behind Maya, sliding one hand around her waist while the other gave her soft, thick ass a firm, playful spank.

Pah!

”ahn~” Maya gasped, then let out a low, breathy moan that went straight to his cock.

”Mmm... good morning to you too,” she purred, arching back into his touch without missing a beat on the omelette.

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