Warrior Training System

Everything she was witnessing filled Ravees’ mind with questions—questions about what had led Katherine to seek pleasure from Cassian, a servant and a Ven Dyke.

There was a strong resemblance between them—their shared blood obvious in their matching red hair.

’What’s so special about him?’ she asked herself as she stared at his face while he sucked on Katherine’s ear, one arm wrapped around her neck and the other moving down to rub her folds.

And of course he was thrusting his hips from behind, and knowing exactly where his penis was made Ravees feel a little worried for Katherine, who could only moan with her eyes rolled back. Her hands clutched Cassian’s arm around her neck, her breasts jiggling with every thrust.

Her knees were spread wide, lowering her hips to receive each thrust perfectly, and Ravees found the position so uncomfortable that she doubted Katherine could truly be enjoying it.

’His dick?’

she wondered again, searching for an answer to her earlier question. It was the only variable she could think of that fit. He was a First Circle Warrior, yes, and he had reached it faster than most—but that alone shouldn’t have made Katherine fall for him. Or maybe her lady simply had a weakness for men like him. Though none of her pondering truly mattered; she was only thinking so much to distract herself from the growing urge to touch her own body. As she kept watching, it didn’t take long before Cassian began to move with more intent. He had started slowly, careful not to hurt Katherine since he was inside an entrance she had only ever used for its natural purpose—one that had been explored only by his fingers and her own while preparing herself to take him.

But now Cassian was going hard at it, fully enjoying the feel of her tight muscles as he drove deep, savoring the sensation of her soft, full hips meeting him with every thrust.

As for Katherine, she didn’t even know what she was feeling anymore. The pleasure kept building with each movement, rising higher and higher. Every instinct in her body screamed at her to push him out, to let that overwhelming pressure burst free into release. Yet she had grown addicted to the slow, relentless build of it, and Cassian’s hand rubbing her folds only made it harder to give in. Somehow, her anus had relaxed enough to take him—still tight, still stretched, but no longer sharp with pain, only tingling and hot.

Suddenly she felt him grow even harder inside her, hotter and thicker, and the sensation sent a sharp thrill through her. "Fill my ass with your cum, Cassian..." she breathed, glancing down at Ravees, who was watching far too closely.

Cassian released her neck, making her catch herself with her hands before he gripped her hips firmly. Her face ended up close to Ravees’ as she continued, voice unsteady with need, "Mark this hole with your seed too..."

Ravees’ breath hitched as the words painted vivid images in her mind—what it would feel like to be filled like that, claimed so openly. Her own body reacted, a faint tremor running through her as desire tightened low in her stomach.

It wasn’t as if her husband had never finished inside her before, but she had never felt it the way Katherine seemed to now. And she had seen how much Cassian spilled—far more than she had ever experienced.

Cassian smirked as he felt Katherine’s reactions climbing higher, her control slipping further with every thrust. A fleeting thought crossed his mind—he wondered what Ravees would look like in the same state. As that idea settled in, he shifted his gaze from where their bodies were joined and looked at Ravees instead. She was already staring, eyes fixed on the steady rhythm of him moving in and out.

"You want it in your ass too?" he asked casually.

"What?..." She jerked back slightly, eyes wide in shock as she shook her head. "No..."

"Why not? My lady’s enjoying it, isn’t she?" he said with a smirk, giving Katherine a sharp slap on the hip that drew a breathless moan from her.

"I love how it’s stretching me wide..." Katherine gasped.

Cassian leaned forward, catching Ravees’ gaze again. "See? She loves it..."

Ravees didn’t know what it was, but every time she locked eyes with either of them while they were in the middle of it, her arousal spiked even higher. That was why she had been avoiding their gazes, forcing herself to look only at the movement of his penis or at Katherine’s reactions. But now, as her eyes met Cassian’s while he kept thrusting—closer to her than when they had first begun—she felt a strange heat creep through her body.

"I won’t..." she said softly, though her voice lacked the firmness she intended.

"How do you know if you haven’t even tried yet?" Cassian asked with a smirk before shifting his focus back to Katherine, who had returned to the original position in which she first took him. Her hands spread her buttocks wide, her shoulders pressed into the bed as she looked back at him with a wide, eager smile.

"Give it to my ass, Cassian... fill it up..."

"Here it comes, my lady..." Cassian said, gripping her waist tightly as he drove in with the deepest thrust he could manage. The pressure that had been building finally broke, the sensation overwhelming as he moved against her smooth, intense tightness—so different from anything he had felt before. It struck him that he might truly grow addicted to this, as the climax hit him hard, his body tensing as the pleasure surged through him and made Katherine tremble beneath him.

She moaned, her body clenching tightly around him and holding him deep as he stayed there, breathing heavily, feeling as though she might drain every last drop from him.

Ravees watched as he held her waist tightly, still stunned that Katherine’s body could take all of him so completely. What confused her more was that Katherine had started moaning with her mouth open, soft, breathy sounds escaping her—yet she hadn’t reached her release. That surprised Ravees, especially considering how desperately she had been asking for it.

Her surprise quickly turned to shock when, after finishing, Cassian began to pull himself out. Panic flashed across Katherine’s face as she gasped, "Don’t take it... out..." The last word came through gritted teeth as she quickly pressed both hands between her legs, as if trying to stop something from slipping free.