Elena and Sophia lounged in the shadowed corner of the Velvet Fang tavern, their laughter sharp as spellblades. "Another fool thinks his charm outmatches our wards," Elena smirked, swirling her wine. Sophia leaned in, eyes gleaming. "Darling, if your cock's as hard as your boasts, maybe we'll let you taste what real power drips from." The stranger, Thorne, grinned but faltered under their unyielding stares. "Ladies, I've tamed wilder beasts." "Beasts beg," Sophia shot back. "We command. Horny yet?" Heat built as they led him to their tower, magic humming. Sweating, panting, the sisters shed silks, pussies already wet and dripping with arcane promise. "Spread for him, sister? Only if he earns the magic," Elena teased, guiding Thorne's hands. "Your ass looks tempting too, but this pussy's the prize." Thorne hardened fully as they positioned him, labia parting in invitation. "Push that thick cock in—feel the ring grip," Sophia purred, strong thighs locking. The head breached, viscous magic surging, turning her entrance hungry. "Deeper, or we finish without you," Elena commanded, nails digging as the knot swelled and the blowjob-like suction began, cum threatening to spill in explosive waves.
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