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Chapter 343: Chapter 342- Connection of Powers

Mira’s eyes flickered to catch Olivia’s reaction again as she bobbed her head faster. The priestess was leaning forward now, unconsciously, drawn in by the display.

Mira’s massive breasts swayed heavily with her movements. Milk had begun leaking from her nipples now too, creating wet spots on her dress. The pregnancy had made her breasts even more sensitive, and just the act of sucking Viktor’s cock was enough to trigger her lactation.

This was part of the demonstration too. Show Olivia what carrying his child meant. What blessings came with submission.

Helena’s hand moved to cup Viktor’s balls, gently massaging them as her mouth worked his shaft. Her fingers rolled the heavy orbs, feeling how full they were after days of inadequate release.

”Mmm~” she hummed around his cock. ”So much stored up~”

Viktor’s dark eyes locked onto Olivia’s wide golden ones.

”And this is where you come in, Priestess,” Viktor said. ”As my conduit. My connection to the divine source.”

His cock throbbed in Mira’s mouth, and she moaned at the sensation. She was close herself, pussy soaking through her panties just from sucking him. But she held back. Stayed focused on the performance.

”You will need to help me perform these rituals,” Viktor continued. ”To ensure the energy flows properly. To maintain the blessings that protect our people.”

Olivia’s lips trembled. Her breath came in short, quick gasps. Her thick thighs pressed together unconsciously beneath her robes.

Mira could smell it now. That sweet scent of feminine arousal. Bella had been right—the priestess wanted this.

”I... I’m a priestess,” Olivia whispered weakly. ”I’ve taken vows of... of...”

”Purity?” Viktor finished for her. His smirk widened. ”Tell me, Olivia. Is serving an apostle—serving the divine will directly—not the highest form of purity?”

Her mouth opened. Closed. No argument came out.

Because he was right.

In the religious framework she’d been raised in, serving the gods’ chosen representative was the most sacred duty imaginable. Higher than any personal vow. Higher than any church law.

If Viktor truly was an apostle—and she’d felt his divine power with her own trained senses—then serving him was literally her highest calling.

Mira pulled off Viktor’s cock one more time, this time turning her head fully to look at Olivia. She let her green eyes show everything—the lust, the satisfaction, the genuine pleasure. Her lips were swollen and glistening with saliva, her cheeks flushed.

”It’s amazing,” Mira breathed, her voice thick with desire. ”Serving him. Feeling his seed inside you. Knowing you’re carrying his blessed child.”

She meant every word. Despite her scheming nature, despite the manipulation, this was truth. Viktor had saved her son. Had given her purpose. Had made her feel alive again after years of abuse.

Her hand stroked Viktor’s shaft slowly, from base to tip, showing it off to Olivia like a prize.

”You’ll understand soon,” Mira promised. ”Once you taste him. Once you feel him filling you up. Once your belly swells with his offspring.”

Helena nodded in agreement, her own hand joining Mira’s on Viktor’s cock. Both pregnant women stroked him together now, their hands moving in tandem.

”The first time is overwhelming,” Helena added softly, her brown eyes kind even as her words were obscene. ”But after that... you’ll crave it. Need it. Your body will ache for him when he’s not inside you.”

’Just like ours do after five days of neglect,’ Mira thought. ’Just like we all need him to fuck us properly again.’

Viktor’s enhanced abilities were already working on both women. The addiction was cementing itself deeper with each passing second. The psychological imprinting growing stronger.

They belonged to him now. Completely. Body and soul.

And Olivia would too, soon enough.

”Enough talking,” Viktor said, his voice taking on a commanding edge. ”Finish what you started.”

Both women immediately obeyed.

Mira and Helena pressed their faces together on either side of Viktor’s cock, their tongues working in unison now. They licked from base to tip simultaneously, their saliva coating every inch of his shaft until it glistened obscenely in the dim light.

Mira caught Olivia’s wide-eyed stare and held it while her tongue traced Viktor’s length. ”This will be you soon, priestess. On your knees. Worshipping him. And you’ll love every fucking second.”

Then Mira took the head into her mouth while Helena focused on the base, her lips kissing and sucking at his balls. The dual stimulation sent waves of pleasure through Viktor’s body.

His cock throbbed. Swelled. The pressure building rapidly.

”Fuck,” Viktor grunted, his composure finally cracking slightly. ”I’m close.”

The words sent a thrill through Mira. Finally. A proper release for him. The kind he’d been denied while juggling town responsibilities and spreading himself thin across five women.

The words made both women work even harder. Mira’s head bobbed faster, taking him deeper with each stroke. Helena’s tongue dragged across his balls, her hand reaching up to stroke what Mira couldn’t fit in her mouth.

Viktor’s grip tightened in their hair almost painfully.

”Take it,” he growled. ”Both of you.”

His hips bucked slightly, fucking into Mira’s eager mouth. Once. Twice. Three times.

Then—

”Nngh—”

His cock pulsed.

The first rope of cum shot directly down Mira’s throat. She gagged slightly but held firm, her throat working to swallow. The taste exploded across her senses—sweet, addictive, perfect.

SPURT.

Viktor pulled out of her mouth, his cock erupting across both their faces.

SPURT. SPURT. SPURT.

Thick, white ropes of semen painted Mira’s cheeks, her nose, her lips. Helena opened her mouth eagerly, catching the next spurt directly on her tongue.

SPURT. SPURT.

More cum splattered across Helena’s face, dripping from her chin down onto her massive breasts.

Viktor’s cock continued pulsing, releasing seemingly endless amounts of seed. His enhanced abilities made his loads significantly larger than normal, and the divine energy flowing through him only amplified the effect.

’Five days of buildup,’ Mira thought with satisfaction. ’This is what Olivia needs to see. How much he has to give. How much he needs to release.’

By the time he finished, both pregnant MILFs were absolutely coated. Cum dripped from their faces, strung between their lips, pooled in the valley of their cleavage.

They looked utterly debauched.

And absolutely blissful about it.

Mira’s tongue darted out, licking cum from her lips. ”Mmm~ delicious~” She made sure her voice carried. Made sure Olivia heard the genuine pleasure.

Helena scooped some from her cheek and brought it to her mouth, sucking her fingers clean. ”So much~”

Viktor’s cock remained hard, barely softened at all despite the massive orgasm. His recovery time was essentially instant now thanks to his divine abilities.

’Good,’ Mira thought. ’He’s ready for more. Ready to hunt again.’

He looked at Olivia.

Mira followed his gaze, watching the priestess’s reaction with predatory satisfaction.

Her face was beyond red now. Almost purple. Her breathing was rapid and shallow. Her thighs pressed together so tightly it had to be painful.

And her nipples—visible even through the white robes—were rock hard.

’Hooked,’ Mira thought triumphantly. ’The priestess is fucking hooked.’

”Still think this is inappropriate, Priestess?” Viktor asked calmly, as if he hadn’t just painted two pregnant women with his cum.

Olivia’s mouth worked soundlessly for several seconds before she managed to croak out:

”I... I need time... to process this...”

Viktor’s smirk was predatory.

Mira saw the hunger return to his eyes. That same intensity he’d had those first weeks. That need to corrupt, to claim, to breed.

Mission accomplished.

”You’ll have plenty of time,” he assured Olivia. ”We have a long ride ahead of us.”