Rising-Monk v3c189

Volume 3 Chapter 189 Tango For Three 2️⃣ ♥


Edited by: Kanaa-senpai


 A smooth, pale curve stretched before her—Linca’s lower abdomen, flushed with warmth.


 The scent of sweat hung thick in the air, mingled with a faint, sweet perfume that clung to the back of the throat.


 Linca straddled Sarah’s face, quivering as Sarah leaned upward, her breath grazing her skin. The sensation was overwhelming.


 Linca’s breath hitched, her legs tightening around Sarah as if to anchor herself. Her fingers grasped at her own thighs, trembling. The heat rising from below fogged her thoughts, making it hard to think, let alone breathe.


 Sarah, her hands steady on Linca’s legs, leaned in further. Her cheeks glowed with determination as she pressed her mouth to soft skin.


 ”Mmm… ha… hnn…” Linca whimpered, gripping tighter.


 Her body writhed, her black hair clinging to her cheeks in damp strands. She clutched Sarah’s head unconsciously as if both afraid and desperate to let go.


 ”Hah… oooh… ahh… mmm…” Linca’s voice came in fragmented gasps as her body responded on its own.


 Her belly tensed and twisted, muscles shifting beneath snowy skin. A few drops of sweat slid down, tracing glimmering paths over her navel.


 A mature, feminine scent filled the room—intense, yet warm and comforting. It pierced through the air, setting Sarah’s senses alight.


 ”Ah…! No, please… I can’t… I can’t take more… I-I’m sorry! Please…!”


 But her pleas were answered not with mercy, but a tender persistence.


 Sarah’s tongue moved with gentle intent, slow and deliberate. Linca’s entire body shook, and her thighs pressed in around Sarah’s head, trapping her.


 A soft gasp escaped her lips as something inside her gave in, like a thread snapping under pressure.


 ”Ahhh… mm…!” Linca shuddered, her thighs twitching uncontrollably.


 The moment lingered like a suspended note in a melody. Then, gently, she slumped to the side.


 Sarah followed, her body curling around Linca’s. Despite being covered in warmth and sweat, Sarah pressed her lips softly against Linca’s cheek, savoring her taste.


 ”Hah… hah… mmm…” Sarah’s breath came fast, her body flushed from exertion.


 Without hesitation, she slid down and lowered herself onto Kian, who lay beneath them, still rigid.


 She sat fully on him, her thin lips parted as her tongue brushed his.


 Her features—finely shaped brows, large eyes, a tall nose—looked noble, like a lady from a portrait. But her parted lips and hungry movements revealed something deeper.


 Her breath smelled of lemons and something else—something uniquely hers.


 She tucked her hair behind her ear, then leaned forward again, her tongue dancing with Kian’s in a delicate battle. The sensation was vivid—soft, warm, and endlessly close.


 Compared to Linca, Sarah’s movements were fuller, more rhythmically bold. Where Linca tightened evenly around him, Sarah’s warmth squeezed differently—stronger near the base, looser toward the top. It was like being embraced by velvet.


 But it wasn’t enough to finish.


 It felt like being wrapped in silk—gentle, teasing, frustrating.


 Sarah kissed him again, pouring breath into his mouth. Kian swallowed it without thought, drowning in her heat. She leaned harder against him, pressing down.


 ”Unn…” Kian grunted softly.


 ”Did you think that was everything?” Sarah said, brushing his cheek with her tongue.


 ”Kian’s so full of energy… you don’t have to hold anything back,” she whispered, her voice low and warm.


 ”Sarah…!” Kian growled, grabbing her hips.


 She held the back of his neck, binding them tightly together.


 ”Sir Kian…” Linca murmured softly, sitting up with shaky grace. She slid her arms under his shoulders, pulling him into a seated embrace.


 Now, with Sarah in front and Linca behind, he was surrounded. Sarah’s hips moved steadily, pressing against him with slow urgency.


 ”It’s incredible…” Linca whispered in his ear, her breath warm and unfiltered. “Ms. Sarah is… wrapping around you so deeply…”


 She hugged him from behind, her soft chest pressing into his back. Her long, black hair smelled faintly of rose oil.


 Between two beautiful women, their warmth and weight against him, Kian felt like he was melting into them.


 ”Hah… ahh… I… I can’t…!” Sarah gasped, arching back.


 Linca took his chin and kissed him, their tongues meeting as Sarah climaxed right in front of them, her face frozen in rapture.


 ”Ah… mm… mmm…”


 Kian’s body tensed. He shouted, “It’s coming…!”


Thump! Thump! Ba-dump, ba-dump!


 His body shook violently. Sarah collapsed into him, her face softened in bliss.


 She blinked slowly, eyes lidded as her hips rocked gently, milking every bit of warmth from him.


 ”Uuh… haah…” Kian sighed.


 Linca stared at Sarah, speechless, watching her ride out the last wave of sensation.


 Sarah leaned back slowly, and with a quiet pop, Kian slipped free. Clear warmth dripped slightly from between them, glistening.


 ”Hah… hah… ahh… that was… amazing,” Sarah breathed, her legs trembling as she fell into an M-shape, staring at him.


 From this angle, her inner petals were flushed, pink and vivid. She glowed with heat and satisfaction.


 Linca crawled forward, whispering, “Ms. Sarah…”


 ”Mmm…” Sarah responded, as they kissed again, right in front of Kian.


 Their lips met deeply, a slow, open-mouthed kiss full of quiet intensity.


Shiver… flutter…


 Kian’s body stiffened again, faster than before.


 He glared at Linca, pulled her in, and kissed her fiercely.


 ”Ah…! K-Kian… mm!”


 Sarah gasped, dazed, as she watched them.


 He laid Sarah down and shoved Linca beside her, filled with heat.


 ”How dare you… steal my Sarah?” he growled.


 ”Huh? What’re you talking about?” Linca blinked.


 ”I won’t forgive you,” Kian snapped.


 ”Wait, wait, what are you— mm!”


 He moved quickly, pressing both hands down on either side of Linca’s face.


 ”Ahh…!” Linca gasped, crossing her arms in surprise.


 But as she stared at him—his neck, his collarbone, his broad arms—her resistance crumbled.


 Her eyes shimmered, and her hands slowly lowered.


 Her thighs rubbed together on their own.


 ”Hah… hah…”


 ”I won’t forgive you, Linca,” Kian muttered.


 ”Nn… ah… mm…”


 He leaned over her, their bodies pressed tight.


 ”How dare you kiss Sarah. Now I’ll… take my revenge.”


 ”Ahh… no… not like that…!”


 He moved with purpose, locking his body against hers.


 ”Nn… ha…”


 Her eyes brimmed with tears. He held her hands, their fingers laced together.


 Then, he kissed her deeply.


 ”…Mmm… mmm… ngh…”


 Their faces pressed close. She opened her eyes slowly, her expression filled with tenderness.


 Her legs wrapped around him.


 Her body trembled, and her hips began to move on their own, craving more.


 (Guh… again…!)


Thump… badump… flutter flutter…!


 ”Mm… ha… ah… hnn…!”


 ”I love you, Linca!” he shouted.


 ”Hah… I… I love you too!”


 He pulled back, panting.


 Linca lay breathless, legs still apart, petals soft and open.


 ”I adore you too, Sir Kian…”


 He turned to Sarah. “Now it’s your turn. You kissed Linca. That needs punishment.”


 ”Eh…?”


 He lifted her gently, turning her onto all fours. Linca followed, positioning herself beside Sarah and wagging her hips playfully.


 ”K-Kian, wait—mm!”


 He grabbed Sarah’s waist. Her breath caught, and her body responded instantly.


 She pressed herself back against him, inviting.


 ”You shameless girl. Look at you.”


 ”…Mmm…”


 ”You liked it when I called you a dog, huh? Then get ready.”


 ”Y-yes… I understand…”


 ”Alright then.”


 ”Ahh… mmm… ngh…”


 He moved against her.


 Sarah’s body was toned but soft, each movement full of rhythm. Warmth enveloped him as their bodies connected.


 Compared to Linca, her touch was smoother, her folds fewer, but her heat was intense.


 He pulled back.


 A soft glisten covered them both.


 Her scent—sweet and subtle, like honey—filled the space.


 ”This part of you… it fits just right.”


 ”Fuu… ahh…”


 ”Now move with me.”


 ”Woof… w-woof…”


 Her hips rolled. Her breath caught.


Tap-tap, swish, tap—tap!


 ”Ahh… aaah… hnn… I-it’s too much… I feel… it feels amazing… ahh…”


 ”Huff… huff… huff…”


 He sat beside Sarah, quietly breathing, as Linca turned her neck to look at him, moving her hips like a dance.

 Just like she learned, she gently moved her body, trembling a little, and softly pushed her hips like she wanted to change the air in the room.


 A daughter from a noble old family.

 The strongest warrior monk.

 Her lively hip movements were surprising for someone usually so calm and graceful.


 Linca’s soft, natural scent mixed with Sarah’s fresh smell and filled the air around him. Such a bold girl.


 ”Hah, nnh… fingers… thank you, Sir,” Linca whispered, her voice shaking softly.


 He placed his right hand near the bottom of Linca’s waist—where her thighs meet her hips.

 It felt warm and soft under his palm.

 He gently rubbed her skin with his middle and ring fingers, then slowly moved his fingers where she wanted.

 His fingers slid smoothly like they knew the way.


 ”Ahh… mm… it feels so big…” she gasped, breath catching. “Huff… nnh… ah… ah… ah…”


 ”Ohh… hih… nooo… oh, right there… harder, please…!” Sarah whispered quietly, covering her mouth, while Linca gave herself to the feeling.

 Both showed their smooth backsides, moving like they begged for more.


 The soft scene and sweet smells made his heart beat faster.


 ”I’m coming!” he said softly.


 Sounds of movement filled the air.

 Laughter and quiet noises mixed with the soft breaths of pleasure.


 ”Nnh…” Linca moaned softly.


 ”Ohh… ooo… heh…”


 ”Fuu…”


 He slowly pulled away, his skin brushing her gently.

 Sarah moved slightly with a soft gasp.

 After he moved, Linca’s skin looked soft and damp.


 He pulled his fingers back slowly from her skin.


 ”Fu… u…” he murmured, noticing his fingers wet with warm moisture.

 His wrists were damp, and Linca’s soft scent was all around him.


 ”Hah, hah, hah… ahh, nnh…” they both breathed heavily.

 Small quiet sounds of pleasure kept going.

 Sarah was close to a big moment, while Linca’s body showed a gentle, watery reaction.

 Linca’s body softly released its feelings.


 ”Drink and rest. We will continue after you feel better.”


* * *


 He sat on the bed, eating some meat and dried fruit.

 Below him, Sarah and Linca knelt, using their soft chests to gently press against his growing skin.


 ”Nfuufu… How does it feel? Good?” Linca asked, smiling.

 ”Hot, strong, and… your smell is amazing,” Sarah said, her voice soft.

 ”Just smelling it makes me feel warm inside.”


 Sarah was on his right, Linca on his left.

 They lifted their chests, and between the four soft mounds, they rubbed gently back and forth.


 Warm and soft.

 Both women, though older, had firm skin like young girls, and the soft pressure felt nice and gentle.


 ”Mmm… nye,” Linca said, spitting a little saliva onto the tip of his skin.

 Sarah copied, letting saliva drip down softly.

 The tip of his skin felt wet and slick with their gentle touch.


 The sweet, natural wetness ran down the skin, mixing with sweat and warmth from before.


 Soft wet sounds began.

 Their breathing grew heavier and wetter.


 ”It never gets soft. His skin is amazing,” Sarah said.

 ”Hehe. If you want us both, it has to stay like this. Mmm… it’s growing again,” Linca laughed softly.

 ”Drink, Linca,” he said.

 ”Yes,” she answered.


 He tilted a water bottle, giving water to Linca, who opened her mouth wide.

 She swallowed with small sounds, some water running down her neck and chest, dripping into the warm mix between the four soft breasts.


 ”Sarah.”

 ”Kiss. Mouth to mouth,” she said quietly.

 ”Okay, no choice.”


 He held water in his mouth and leaned toward Sarah.

 Her soft lips touched his, sharing the water.

 Their tongues met and moved softly before they pulled apart.


 Sarah swallowed the water mixed with his saliva and shivered a little.

 She seemed to have a small happy feeling.

 She was just as devoted as Linca.


 ”I’m coming!” he said.

 Soft sounds of release filled the room.

 Warm liquid sprayed gently up and fell down on their soft chests.

 Linca pressed her chest close to him and whispered, “Ah.”


 After it slowed, Sarah and Linca carefully began licking the liquid from each other’s skin.


 First, Sarah licked Linca’s smooth chest, running her tongue over the skin and nipple.

 Linca gasped softly, shaking as Sarah touched her.


 When finished, it was Linca’s turn to lick Sarah’s chest.

 Because their skin colors were different, it went quickly.


 But then, Linca pulled Sarah closer and let her tongue explore more than needed.


 ”Hey, Sarah.”

 ”Eh… mm… What is it?”

 ”You’re naughty for making Linca feel so good in front of him.”

 ”Eh…? Are you jealous?”


 No words needed.

 He lifted Sarah up gently, pushed her onto the bed, and positioned himself between her legs.


 ”…mm… You’re really strong,” she whispered softly.

 ”Sir,” Linca came over and kissed her.

 Their lips met in a gentle, loving kiss.


 ”Mm… haa…”


 He moved slowly inside Sarah.

 Her legs spread softly in an M-shape.

 Her skin was warm, softly hugging him.


 ”Mm…”


 He touched her deepest spot.


 ”I’m moving,” he said.

 ”Yes,” she answered.


 ”Mm… ah… that feels good,” Sarah breathed, rubbing the sides softly.

 No words, just soft sounds.


 He adjusted to hit the right place.

 Her breath quickened.

 Her smooth warmth overflowed.


 White foam softly gathered at the base of his skin.

 It stuck to Sarah’s skin, making their connection clear and tender.


 ”Mmm… chu… mmm… haa… mm…”


 While holding Sarah, he kissed Linca.

 Linca closed her eyes and parted her lips gently.


 Unlike shy girls, Linca was open and confident, showing her feelings clearly.


 ”Mm…”


 He gently touched Linca’s body where she was most sensitive, pinching softly.

 Her knees closed, and she breathed hard, a soft sound from her nose nearby.


 ”Mm… ah… aaah…” she whispered.

 ”Fuu… mm… haa… haa… Sir,” she said softly.


 ”I’m coming!”

 ”Yes… yes…”


 He moved deep inside, pulling and pushing gently.

 At the same time, he kissed Linca’s tongue and held her tightly.


 ”Ah…”


 Soft, wet sounds filled the room as he released his warmth inside Sarah.

 Her eyes opened wide, and her face relaxed with pure happiness.


 Blushing, she looked at him like a small bird trusting her parent.


 Linca also held him close, breathing hard.


 ”Haa… haa… hah, ahn…”

 ”Fuu… fuu…”


 When it slowed, he pulled away.

 Sarah and Linca moved closer to his soft skin and lay down, cleaning gently with their tongues.


 ”Nmu… nmm… nmm… haa…” Sarah took the tip in her mouth.


 She moved slowly, sucking softly with small sounds.

 Her face moved around the skin, her tongue flicking the tip and base.

 Each time, he jerked softly.


 Linca beside her licked his skin gently, cleaning carefully.

 After finishing, she smiled and showed him the small hairs on her tongue.

 He quickly removed them with his fingers, not letting her swallow.


 ”Kian,” they said softly.

 ”Sir Kian…”


 By the time they finished, his skin was hard again, pointing toward his belly.


* * *


 After long, strong moments, he felt his body was new and stronger.

 After fifteen years of training with a wooden sword, it was strange but good.


 Outside the cave, the sky was darkening.

 If they left now for Ramsey, they could reach home by night.


 Sarah and Linca were rested and stronger after feeling his energy inside them.

 He felt it in their hearts and blood.


 ”We should go soon,” Sarah murmured, resting in his arms.

 Linca stroked his chest and nodded, “Yes, desuwa.”


 ”There will be time later, don’t worry.”


 ”If we win the war… I will miss this, but I must stay as Kian’s loyal magician.”


 ”Must you? I’m already Kian’s woman. Right, Sir Kian?”


 ”I think mixing work and pleasure is tricky.”


 ”Ms. Sarah is too strict, desuwa.”


 He laughed, “Hahaha,” and looked at the two beautiful women.


 ”Let’s get dressed and clean up.”

 ”Alright.” “Yes!”


 They got up from the bed they shared for so long.

 The blanket was soaked with their warm feelings.

 Because of time, they decided to burn it instead of carrying it home.

 It was sad but necessary.


 ”It’s nice to be together like this, but we should take turns being with Sir Kian.”


 ”Really? I thought you’d always come as a pair with Sarah.”


 ”No way.”


 Linca smiled beautifully and said,


 ”Ms. Sarah is my rival after all!”


 ”Rival or not, I want some time alone with Kian too. I agree with that plan. I don’t want fights or troubles like before.”


 ”Let’s work together to protect against enemies!”


 Sarah nodded with a small smile at Linca’s cheerful words.

 He smiled too, but inside he felt nervous thinking about Christy, Aliona, and Priscilla and what they might do next.


Notes:


• Linca – Jibril’s favorite girl. High-ranking warrior monk woman from Shin, with strong abilities like ignoring attacks and poisons.


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