RISE OF EROS

Since Andrew had fallen asleep early the day before, he woke up before the sun rose. Seeing his wives sleeping peacefully next to him, Andrew smiled and got up without waking anyone.

He stealthily left the room and went to the room they used as a training room and there he found Oliver training. For some time now, Oliver had intensified his training trying to get stronger, so it wasn't strange to see him training so early just that Andrew did not know.

Andrew already knew that Oliver had increased his training time, but he didn't expect him to be training so early. It must be said that the sun had not yet risen and Oliver was sweating profusely, showing that he had been training for a long time.

The instant Andrew entered the training room, Oliver noticed him and, stopping his practice, approached him and said, "Young master wakes up early today."

"You know, I still don't understand why you keep calling me young master even under these circumstances," Andrew said with a bit of resignation in his voice, to which Oliver responded with a smile, "It's the custom."

Andrew shook his head with a bitter expression, but he did not pursue the topic and instead said, "Well, I need to train a little, do you mind helping me?" to which Oliver replied, "Not at all, as long as you want."

With that Andrew and Oliver distanced themselves from each other and got into battle position. Andrew moved at high speed and appeared in front of Oliver throwing a punch with all his strength, but Oliver caught his hand easily as he said, "Don't make such predictable moves."

Then Andrew retreated and continued attacking. Oliver dodged or blocked all of Andrew's attacks while he gave him advice on how to improve. Soon after Oliver went on the offensive and this time it was Andrew's turn to defend himself.

Obviously, Oliver did not attack him with everything, because if he did, Andrew had no chance. They trained for a couple of hours without rest. Andrew was sweating buckets and breathing heavily from the grueling training, but he felt like he was getting better.

Aki, Zany, Marie, and Vala entered the training room when Andrew was leaving, which surprised the girls since normally Andrew didn't train that early, but they didn't say anything, they just greeted each other.

Andrew returned to the office where Candice, Gastón, and Canna were already working. Andrew greeted them, but he didn't talk much with them, because he wanted to take a bath, so after a greeting he went to take a bath.

All of his wives had already left to do their chores, so Andrew was alone in the bathroom. After a shower, Andrew emerged revitalized, and found the office everything organized for breakfast.

Before, they all ate with the employees in the large hall, but over time, they had moved the meal to the office. Although Andrew didn't want to, Gastón had been very emphatic that he had to establish differences between them and the employees.

His argument was very convincing, so now, Andrew, his wives, and Andrew's closest friends ate in the office. There they had entered several tables that they put together and some chairs to make a dining room.

Although everyone was doing their activities, eating together was an obligation as long as there was no special event, so everyone suspended their activities and returned to the office to have breakfast.

It was a pleasant and delicious meal. After finishing breakfast, they remained there talking about miscellaneous topics, until they rested a bit and returned to their activities.

While they were enjoying a quiet life in the Amazon forest, Castor woke up and when he looked next to him and saw the beauty that accompanied him in bed, he couldn't help but smile.

He had achieved his goal. He had been chasing Sansa since he arrived and slowly lowering her defenses. Sansa was quite inexperienced when it came to relationships, so Castor's aggressive attack left her defenseless.

Who could make a girl fall in love in less than two weeks? Well, Castor could, but only thanks to Sansa's inexperience and the help of the other Amazons.

Being objective, not even someone as inexperienced as Sansa would fall for Castor so quickly, but the entire Amazonian people conspired against her and so, the night before she was unable to resist his advance and Castor managed to get her to bed.

The night before, Castor and Sansa embarked on a drinking spree, and with the ravages of alcohol, Castor was able to subdue the Amazon. Obviously, for people as powerful as them, normal alcohol couldn't make them drunk.

It is for this reason that alcohol was just an excuse. Since the day of the kiss with Castor, Sansa had already fallen into his trap and she really wanted to be with him, but a strange pride stopped her, so she used the excuse of being drunk to make the move that she didn't dare to do.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Obviously, Castor knew that, but he wasn't going to stop her, since everything was working in his favor. While they were drinking, Sansa began to show the vulnerable side of her and Castor as an eagle that saw its prey attacked.

First, they sat close to each other with their shoulders touching. Castor was bold and held Sansa's hand and they slowly got closer. The trigger was a tender and short kiss, but it quickly unleashed passion.

Sansa with no experience was guided by Castor and the kisses that at first were just their intertwined lips, quickly changed to an exchange of fluids and tongues invading each other's mouths.

Castor kissed her intensely, while he caressed her face with his hands. Without pressuring her, Castor began to move his hands to more compromising places and quickly, he began to massage her tits.

Sansa was surprised to feel Castor's hands on her breasts and even had the impulse to run away, but Castor did not allow it. Squeezing her breasts, Sansa let out a small moan that she tried to suppress, but Castor squeezed her breasts again, making her moan again.

Sansa was ashamed of the obscene sounds that came out of her mouth, but to Castor, they were like the most beautiful songs in the world and he did not hold back from massaging and squeezing her breasts.

She seemed to be very sensitive in that part because, with each touch from Castor, her moans became louder, and before long, Castor had already stripped her blouse.

The Amazons didn't wear a bra, so her firm, milky breasts were exposed and Castor, without missing the opportunity, stuck his head between them and began sucking them.

"No… Don't do…" Sansa struggled, trying to stop him, but the pleasure drowned out her refusals and before long she was lying on the couch with Castor on top of her massaging and sucking on her tits.

The temperature rose quickly and Sansa's flushed face, plus her erect nipples demonstrated the pleasure she was experiencing. Being inexperienced, she didn't know what to do, so she limited herself to being on the receiving end and letting Castor take the lead.

Castor was aware of this, so he quickly took off his shirt and now both of them had nothing on their upper bodies. He didn't rush things and after removing his shirt, he returned to Sansa's lips and continued kissing her.

The contact of her bare breasts with Castor's naked chest caused the temperature of their bodies to increase and then Castor began to lower his kisses. First, he kissed her cheeks, then her ears, he went down to her collarbone, then he continued with her breasts, then her abdomen, and soon he reached the forbidden valley.

Sansa tried to prevent this last step by closing her legs, but Castor exerted a little force and made her open her legs. Castor removed the skirt that she was wearing, leaving only her underwear that looked like an antique loincloth.

Although it was not as sexual as the extravagant lingerie that Andrew had created, Castor felt that it had a unique charm, and without any shame or modesty, he stuck his mouth between her legs. Explore stories on empire

Sansa let out a moan between pleasure and fright, but it was only momentary, as pleasure invaded her. Castor had not removed Sansa's underwear, he was sucking her pussy on it and before long her piece of cloth was soaked.

The saliva and vaginal fluids collecting on the piece of cloth were intoxicating to Castor and not resisting any longer he pushed it aside and sucked Sansa's pussy directly.

Sansa did not take care of that part of her body, since she was already resigned to never having a partner, but when Castor removed her underwear what he found was a perfectly shaved pussy, which showed that Sansa was prepared for this to happen.

Castor only stopped for a second to admire the beautiful virgin pussy, before separating her lips with one hand and taking his mouth to enjoy the delicacy in front of his eyes, making Sansa's moans skyrocket and the night of pleasure began.