Summoned as an SSS-Rank Hero… with My Stepmom and Stepsisters?! Chapter 49: [R-18] The Hero’s Weakness

Hikari moved her hips, beginning to gently thrust back and forth on my cock. Her vagina seed to be sucked in by . She winced, not in pain, but in pure pleasure.

"Aaahhhh...! Hhhhnnn...!"

Her thighs trembled, her hips trying to ask for more while remaining glued to .

"What the...?!" Miyu murmured next to us.

I turned my head to look at her. She had this hint of disbelief in her eyes, her mouth half open, her body seeming frozen in a complete contraction.

Hikari cupped my cheek, turning my head towards her, eye to eye, I felt her hot breath on my lips, making her buttocks bounce harder and harder against my pelvis.

"Just look at , Kaito, for now you’re mine!"

At her words, I sat up in one swift motion. Her breasts crushed against my chest. I placed my hands on her ass and held her even tighter against .

"Bad word, Hikari, you think I’m yours, but you belong to ."

I violently pushed her backward, making her fall back onto the bed.

Then, I fucked her without restraint. Brutally, without stopping.

"Annnhhhh... yes.... kaito... fuck like that!"

With each thrust, she moaned louder and louder. Panting, her whole body vibrated in my hands. Her nipples pointed skyward, drenched in sweat. Her stomach tightened. Her throat could only let out broken noises.

"AanghHH...!

I grabbed her thighs and pushed her onto her side. A thrust hard enough for my cock to hit the back of her wet pussy.

She scread:

- AAAAANHGHH...!!

Then, I turned her over, on her knees, arms stretched out in front of , head against the bed.

Her ass was exposed to , her dripping pussy soaking the bed.

I thrust in with a sharp thrust. Hard.

- HhhhhaaaaaaaAAAhhh...! Nnnnnnnghh...!

Her back arched under the impact with a sudden jolt, her fingers digging into the bed sheets, her back tense, her breasts bouncing with each thrust.

A jet of cum splashed my thighs.

- I’m going to... cum... Kaito... go for it...

I slamd my cock faster and faster into her hot pussy.

And she ca, her body trembling with spasms.

- HhhhhaaaaaaaAAAAHHHHH...!

Jets of nectar splashing even more onto the bed and onto .

Then her cry turned into a shaky gasp, punctuated by little "ah...ah...ah" sounds.

Her body no longer obeyed him. She trembled, moaned, begged without speaking. But I continued, pounding her rhythmically. Her whole body began to tremble once again, watching her empty herself of all strength. I slowed down, just a little.

She collapsed to her knees, panting, her mouth open.

I smiled, supporting her weak body as I continued to fuck her.

- Aaahhh...! Nnnn... nngh...!

Her voice caught in her throat before she could manage to articulate:

"Nii-san... you’re going to... kill ..."

I leaned down. I whispered against her ear:

"This is just the beginning, Hikari."

The sound of a cloth being moved across her skin barely reached between blows.

I raised my head without slowing down. My hips constantly ground against Hikari’s open ass, still on her knees, trembling, unable even to keep her wits about her. Her pussy made a wet noise with each thrust.

Yet... I felt the tension change in the room.

Turning my head towards Miyu. Her gaze... was no longer troubled... it was feverish.

"Can... I... too?"

She spoke softly, as if her own request embarrassed her. But she didn’t blink, she was looking at us, our bodies, my cock buried inside her broken sister.

She was just waiting for the mont when she too could be fucked, too, I could feel it in her gaze.

So I refused:

"No."

My voice was calm, dry, and sharp.

She swallowed. Her breathing quickened. Her thighs slowly rubbed together, as if the refusal itself excited her even more.

She spread her legs. Slowly.

Her fingers imdiately slid between her lips. She was already soaked. Her pussy was leaking. Her clitoris swollen, throbbing in ti with her sister’s moans. She began to rub herself. Gently at first, with two fingers in circles, then faster.

Her breasts moved with each breath. Heavy. Shiny. Her nipples were erect, red, almost aching with anticipation.

She stared at . Not at Hikari, but only at .

"Keep... doing what you were doing," she begged.

I resud my thrusts. Slower. Deeper. I wanted her to hear it.

So that every slap of my hips against Hikari’s ass would be a thrill in her stomach.

Miyu bit her lip as she watched us, her drool literally dripping.

A thick stream, stretched between her teeth, ran down from her chin to her chest.

She masturbated there in front of us like a female dog in heat, unable to hold back, unable to look away. Her fingers made obscene noises between her thighs, she moaned, panted. She no longer had any modesty. Just desire.

I ignored her, deliberately.

My hands gripped Hikari’s quivering ass, accelerating my pace, and I felt, behind , the tension growing even more insane.

Screams ca from both Hikari and Miyu.

-aaaaAAAAAHHH...! Hnnnnnhhh...! Hhhhhaaa....!

Their moans mingled, each thrust eliciting a new, more desperate sound from the two girls while also alienating Hikari from reality. Her voice rose, broke, and returned, saturated with pure pleasure. She clawed at the bed, my arms, her own body. Her breasts flattened beneath her with each thrust.

Then, I held her like Miyu had just before.

One hand on her ass, the other around her neck.

This ti, not to strangle her, not really, just enough for her to feel it, so she knew she was mine and not the other way around.

Her back arched with each thrust, revealing the wet line on her spine, etched with sweat. Her ass slapped against my pelvis with a dry, obscene, wet sound.

"You... you... are... going to... break ..." she moaned.

I snapped back. She arched her back, trembled, drooling against the bed.

Miyu, on the other side, was still panting. Lying on her side, her fingers buried in her dripping pussy, she writhed against the floor. Her stomach tightened, her breasts pressed together. She rubbed her soaked thighs together. Moans escaped her.

This ti she was looking at Hikari, at , at our bodies, at the impact, at the sll, at the noise, and she was crying with desire, I could see it.

I grabbed Hikari by the hair, pulling her back. Her back against my chest. Her pussy still impaled. I pushed again.

She scread.

"Hnnnnn...! HhhaaaaaaAAAHH...!

"You... you... aaaaah..!

Her legs were giving out, but I held her.

Then I changed positions several tis. Starting by fucking her face down, then on her side, then finally back on all fours.

Finally, I took her in my arms, legs spread, hanging from my cock, I fucked her in suspension, brutally.

Each thrust made her moan. Her eyes rolled back, her whole body trembled from head to toe. Her breath stopped for a few seconds.

But I kept fucking her.

Again.

Again.

Again.

Miyu scread beside us. She ca in a trembling spasm, her fingers still buried in her dripping sex, her thighs clenched, her stomach dripping with nectar and sweat. She was literally panting from her orgasm, trembling, unable to speak.

- HhhhhaaaaAAAAhhhh.... nnnnnnnnnnghhh... aaaah....

At the sa ti, a hoarse groan escaped Hikari’s throat, cut off by the final wave that tore through her body.

Her eyes rolled back once more. Her arms fell limp. Her body sagged in my arms.

...She had literally passed out from the pleasure, so I gently laid her down.

Her body glistened. With cum, sweat, pleasure. Her skin burning. Her mouth slightly open. She was sowhere else.

For a mont, the room stopped breathing. The torches flickered, their light trembling on the walls like exhausted hearts. Only the slow sound of our breathing remained — raw, human, animal.

Miyu, dirty, soaked, still panting, crawled towards , resting her cheek against my chest, silently.Her skin clung to mine, hot, glistening with sweat and cum. Her breath brushed against my skin like a weary caress.

I could still feel her heart pounding, uneven, against my ribcage. Outside, the night was silent — too silent, as if the world itself held its breath.

And I stayed there. Naked. Still hard. In the middle of my two stepsisters.

The room slled of flesh, heat, salt, and madness. The air still vibrated with the mory of the screams, as if the walls themselves were breathing with us. A drop of sweat ran from my temple to my jaw, slow, deliberate — like the last trace of what we’d just done.

I looked up at the ceiling, panting, a stupid smile plastered on my lips.

Yeah... I was alive. Fucking alive.

The world could burn outside, Duskfall, the wars, the gods—I didn’t care. Here, now, all that existed was them. Their skin, their voices, their moans still hanging in the air. And that warmth in the pit of my stomach, sweet, heavy, almost happy.

I closed my eyes. For once, my thoughts were quiet. Just the silence. The heat. And the faint sound of their hearts, beating with mine.