"Sister Charlotte... whose voice was that!?"
Fiona frantically called out to Charlotte, her chubby little face filled with fear.
The voice, sounding like that of an unfamiliar woman, stirred Fiona's dread, raising concerns about her father's condition inside.
Charlotte's apprehension matched Fiona's as she heard the voice emanating from behind their father's room, a fear creeping into her heart just as it had into Fiona's.
However, as the first daughter among triplets, she felt the weight of the responsibility of a big sister, compelling her to suppress all her fears.
"It's okay; don't worry. There might be a guest or soone talking to Daddy. Let's try to listen and figure out whose voice it is." Charlotte stroked Fiona's head gently and spoke softly to calm her, although she adeptly concealed the panic still lingering on her own face from Fiona.
"Okay, sister," Fiona nodded, her small head bobbing, as her fear gradually dissipated.
They drew closer to each other, closing their mouths to better discern the sounds within the room.
"Leon~ you're touching my sensitive parts! Ahh~ Ummm~"
"No! You're pushing it so deep! Ahhhh~ I'm going to cum!"
The sound grew clearer, prompting the two little girls to widen their eyes simultaneously and exchange glances.
"It's Mommy's voice!" they exclaid in unison, swiftly closing their mouths at the sa mont.
Upon realizing that the voice belonged to their mother, their previous panic and fear evaporated instantly.
"Sister, what do we do now? If it's Mommy's voice, does that an Mommy is inside?" Fiona leaned close to Charlotte's ear, her voice barely above a whisper.
Despite the voice sounding strange and markedly different from her mother's usual deanor, Fiona remained convinced it was her mother.
Charlotte nodded affirmatively, responding, "You're correct. That's Mommy's voice, and she's in there."
Her lips pursed slightly, and confusion was evident on her face.
She couldn't comprehend why her mother would be in their father's room at this hour.
Wasn't Mommy's room located in the hallway to the right?
Charlotte racked her little brain, drawing on her knowledge to understand why her mother was in her father's room.
Yet, despite her efforts, she couldn't find any answers, leaving her feeling imnsely frustrated.
"Huft~ It seems we'll have to cancel our plan to sneak into Daddy's room, Fiona," Charlotte lanted, her little face wearing a crestfallen expression as she spoke to Fiona beside her.
At Charlotte's words, Fiona's eyes widened, and a clear reluctance washed over her expression.
"Ehhh! No way! I can't sleep if I'm not with Daddy," she protested with a pout, implying she didn't want to sleep without being close to Leon.
Charlotte shook her head and countered, "But Fiona, if we still try to sneak into Daddy's room and get caught by Mommy, who's in there now, aren't you afraid of being scolded and punished by her?"
At the ntion of "punishnt," Fiona's cute face imdiately contorted with fear.
Despite Liliana, their mother, usually being very kind and loving, her anger can be terrifying!
Even they, her three daughters, wouldn't escape punishnt if they made a mistake!
"But... But... I can't sleep well without Daddy, wuuu," she whimpered. Tears welled up in the corners of her big, round eyes, her expression so pitiful that it evoked sympathy from anyone who saw her.
Charlotte, witnessing her sister's tears, promptly embraced her with gentle and loving arms.
"There, there, don't cry like that. You still have and Iris to keep you company tonight," Charlotte reassured her, rubbing her back in a comforting gesture.
Fiona realized she had no other option, and her tears gradually subsided as she gave a small nod in acknowledgnt.
"Well... I'll just sleep with you and sister Iris tonight," Fiona conceded with a hint of sadness in her voice.
Charlotte smiled and loosened her embrace around Fiona.
"Alright, let's head back to our room then. If Mommy catches us not sleeping at this hour, we might get scolded or punished," Charlotte urged, hastily taking Fiona's hand and leading her away.
"Um!" Fiona nodded faintly, and the two hurried back to their room.
...
anwhile, in the room, the night was filled with the lively atmosphere of Liliana and Leon's continuous moans and obscene sighs.
The two demon marks on their chests glead brightly and intensely, casting a radiant light that enveloped them both on the bed.
The stimulation induced by the synchronization of the two Demon marks reached its zenith, intensifying their moans even further.
The two engaged in a fierce battle on the bed, displaying no less vigor than their earlier confrontation in the desert of chaos.
However, how they fought might have differed sowhat in comparison...
Three hours later...
Under the bright moonlight and the chi of the clock striking 2 a.m., the luminous glow emanating from their demon marks, which enveloped them both, gradually dwindled until it vanished completely.
This marked the conclusion of their battle on the bed.
"Hah~ Hah~ Hah~" Leon panted heavily, sweat drenching his naked, muscular fra.
His consciousness had returned, but his eyelids felt heavy and robbed of their usual strength.
"Damn... What just happened?" Leon muttered weakly, exhaustion washing over him.
His brain struggled to clearly rember and process the events that had just unfolded with Liliana, the mories feeling sowhat blurry.
Yet one thing remained certain: this incident would undoubtedly alter his entire relationship with Liliana in the future.
Inevitably, his quizzical eyes fell upon Liliana, who lay unconscious on top of his body.
Her captivating white, curvaceous body was also drenched in an intoxicatingly fragrant sweat.
Her huge breasts pressed against his chest, creating an unimaginably marvelous sight.
In this mont, the typically domineering and overbearing Liliana wore an extrely rare expression of helpless vulnerability and weakness.
"This woman..." Leon began to recall the events from earlier, when Liliana had pressed him and forcefully kissed him.
Furthermore, her deanor and expression were so contrasting at that mont that it almost made him question whether he was dreaming.
Until the mont he intended to counterattack, all his thoughts inexplicably went blank, leading them to their current situation.
"If this woman wakes up, I don't know if she'll kill ," Leon whispered, his voice tinged with helplessness.
With Liliana's proud deanor, it was entirely possible.
However, he quickly pushed aside such thoughts, his mind too weary to linger on them.
With his remaining strength, he slowly shifted the unconscious Liliana to his right side.
Then, he gently pulled up the blanket, covering her curvaceous and alluring naked body.
Subsequently, Leon reclined and gazed wearily at the ceiling of the room.
"I'm so sleepy..." he murmured before drifting off, his eyes closing involuntarily as sleep overtook him swiftly.
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