The Heart System - Chapter 238

Chapter 238: Chapter 238
The storm outside slammed wind against the glass, but the room was warm and bright, everyone packed around the long dining table in that messy, comfortable way only familiar people manage.

Nala was at the head of the table, straight-backed like she was chairing a meeting even while chewing steak. Delilah sat at the opposite end, queenly without trying, shoulders back, wine pushed aside. Jasmine was beside Nala, tucked close. Kim sat next to Jasmine. Tessa was beside Kim, practically lounging in her seat like she lived here. Minne ended up between Tessa and Jasmine, the safest place, apparently, eating tiny careful bites like she wasn’t sure she was allowed to enjoy the meal. And me? They stuck me at the corner on a barstool with my plate balanced on my knee. Beautiful.

Kim glanced over and noticed I had no drink. She swallowed quickly. “Should I pour you some wine?”

“Nah,” I said. “I’m more of a beer guy.”

Jasmine smirked. “Obviously.”

Tessa chuckled. “He absolutely looks like the type to bring a six-pack to a wedding reception.”

“I did that once,” I admitted.

The table erupted.

Meanwhile, Delilah gently pushed her untouched wine farther away from her. Jasmine noticed first.

“You’re really not drinking at all?”

“No,” Delilah said. “Bad for the baby.”

Kim grinned. “Look at this mama bear energy already.”

Nala nodded. “She really cares about Little Marlowe.”

Delilah rested a hand over her stomach with a small smile. “Someone has to be the responsible parent.”

Tessa pointed her fork at me. “And that someone is definitely not Evan. You must be real proud of your baby-momma, huh?”

I chuckled and kept eating.

Warm. Loud. Too many voices at once. The storm outside howled, but inside the penthouse, it felt like the safest place in the world.

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– Quest Available

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– Title: Creaking bed

– Task: Have a sevensome.

– Reward: 4 Mastery Point

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– Accept Quest? [Yes] [No]

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Damn. That quest flashing across my vision again. Four mastery points for a sevensome. How the hell was I supposed to bring that up? Delilah was still new to all this, and I didn’t want to push her away.

But… we already had a sixsome once. We were one body short. Technically possible. Technically.

I kept eating quietly, pretending nothing was on my mind, but apparently my face betrayed me. Tessa looked up, froze, then slowly set her fork down. She leaned back, pointing at me like she’d just uncovered a scandal.

“I know that look,” she said. “It’s the same look he had when he asked Jasmine and me to blow him while he ate breakfast.”

Jasmine snorted. “You got that just from one look at his face? Jesus, Tess, are you his instructional manual?”

Tessa ignored her completely. She kept her eyes on me, pupils narrowing like a cat stalking something dumb. “So? What do you want, oh mighty Master?”

“I wasn’t going to ask anything,” I said quickly. “I just… you know, you’re imagining stuff. Sometimes you—”

“Oh god,” Nala groaned. “He used ‘you know’ again. That means he’s lying.”

“I do not lie with ‘you know.’ That’s not a thing. It’s a myth.”

“It’s not a myth,” Delilah said calmly. “Ivy told me the same thing years ago. When Evan lies, he says ‘you know’ at least once.”

Tessa tapped her nails on the table, smirking. “Spit it out, cowboy. What are you trying to ask?”

“What I want isn’t important,” I insisted. “What’s important is that we’re all together and—”

“A sevensome,” Delilah cut in. Her expression was almost unreadable. “That’s what you wanted, right?”

“No,” I said quickly. “Absolutely not. I don’t want a sevensome. I’m very content with… uh… everyone being here. Eating food. Fully clothed.”

Kim wiped her mouth calmly. “I’m on my period, so only blowjobs from me if this happens.”

Tessa raised a hand. “Definitely not right after dinner. I need digestion time. At least an hour.”

Jasmine turned to Delilah. “What do you think?”

Delilah studied me for a few long seconds. Her eyes didn’t look angry, more like she was measuring me. My heart was pounding, my palms sweating. God, I was actually nervous.

“Fine,” she said at last. “But I want a bath first.”

My soul left my body. “Y—yeah. Fuck yeah. I mean—sure.”

Tessa grinned like she just won a jackpot. Jasmine’s eyes went wide. Kim laughed into her napkin.

Then Tessa turned to Minne. “What about you, little maid? You in?”

Minne’s whole body stiffened. She held the hem of her skirt, cheeks turning bright red. When she finally looked up, her voice was tiny but warm and trembling.

“I… I bought new lingerie. For Master. I still want to show him…”

My brain short-circuited.

Oh. My. Fucking. God.

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I stood in the center of the master bedroom, heart hammering so hard I could hear it over the storm. Snow lashed the windows in violent white sheets, turning the world outside into nothing but howling wind and static. Inside, the room was low-lit and warm, the massive bed stripped down to a single black fitted sheet and a mountain of pillows.

The door opened.

They walked in like they owned every filthy thought I’d ever had.

Jasmine first, black satin robe slipping off one shoulder, her eyes already burning.

Tessa next, hair loose and wild, wearing nothing but a tiny white crop top and a thong that disappeared between freckled cheeks.

Kim followed, hand low on her belly, rocking a sheer crimson babydoll that made her look like sin on legs.

Nala, barefoot and regal, in nothing but emerald lace panties, nipples hard and dark against her skin.

Delilah, poured into a deep purple corset that lifted her massive tits like an offering, hips swaying like she knew exactly what she was doing to me.

And finally Minne, shy and glowing, in the sheer black babydoll set she’d bought just for tonight, lace barely covering her nipples, garter straps framing her slim thighs.

Six women. One bed. One me.

I swallowed hard.

“O-oh, shit,” I muttered.

Nala’s lips curved. “Happy early birthday, Evan.”

Jasmine stepped forward first, robe falling to the floor. “I mean it’s not your birthday, but still.”

My cock was already straining against my sweatpants.

Kim bit her lip, voice soft. “I’m out of commission downstairs… but my mouth still works just fine.”

I exhaled a shaky laugh. “Get over here. All of you.”

And then they moved.

Jasmine reached me first. Her hands went straight to my waistband, yanking my sweats down. My cock sprang free, heavy and aching. She dropped to her knees without a word and took me to the back of her throat in one smooth motion.

“Fuck—” My head fell back.

Tessa was behind me in seconds, pressing her tits to my back, arms around my waist, fingers tracing my abs while she kissed my neck. “We’re gonna ruin you tonight, baby.”

Delilah stepped in on my left, corset already unlaced, massive tits spilling free. She grabbed my hand and pressed it to one heavy breast. “Start here.”

I squeezed hard, thumb flicking her nipple, and she moaned into my mouth as she kissed me deep and filthy.

Minne hovered shyly until Nala guided her forward by the small of her back. “Go on, baby. Show Master what you learned.”

Minne dropped to her knees beside Jasmine, looked up at me with those huge eyes, and licked a slow stripe up the side of my shaft while Jasmine sucked the head.

I groaned, hips jerking.

Kim moved to the bed, lay back against the pillows, legs spread just enough to tease. “Someone come keep me company,” she purred.

Nala smirked and crawled up the bed, kissing Kim slow and deep while sliding a hand under the crimson babydoll.

I lost track of who was touching who for a minute—just hands, mouths, heat everywhere.

Then I took control.

I pulled Jasmine up by the hair, kissed her hard. “On the bed. All of you. Now.”

They obeyed like they’d rehearsed it.

Jasmine lay on her back in the center of the bed. Tessa immediately straddled her face, sinking down with a throaty moan. Delilah climbed over Jasmine’s thighs, facing me. The second I dropped to my back, she sank onto my cock in one slick drop, tits bouncing right in my face, hands braced on my chest.

“Fuck, yes,” she hissed, already rolling her hips.

Minne crawled up beside me, nervous but eager. I pulled her into a deep kiss, then guided her to straddle Jasmine’s face next to Tessa. Two soaked pussies now grinding on Jasmine’s tongue; she went to work like a woman possessed.

Kim stayed on the edge of the mattress, legs spread wide, fingers lazily circling her clit through crimson lace. “Don’t forget about me, Evan.”

I leaned sideways, claimed Kim’s mouth in a slow, filthy kiss,tasting copper and raw need, then dropped lower. I pushed her thighs farther apart and sucked her swollen clit between my lips. She gasped my name, fingers yanking my hair, hips bucking hard against my tongue while Delilah kept riding me.

Delilah’s rhythm faltered. Her thighs shook, breath hitching into desperate little cries. I gripped her ass with both hands and slammed her down harder, grinding her clit against me on every stroke.

“Evan—fuck—right there—”