Rehab for SuperVillains (18+)-Chapter 133 - 3some

The group hug lingered, a tangle of warmth and laughter, the sapphire and ruby necklaces catching the Haven’s dim light like twin flames.

Rhea’s crimson hair brushed Kael’s shoulder, blending with Freya’s platinum-cyan strands, their shared joy a vibrant pulse in the room.

But as their laughter faded, the air shifted, heavy with unspoken desire, the closeness igniting a spark that had simmered since the night before, their bodies pressed too close, their breaths too warm.

Freya’s sapphire pendant hung cool against her collarbone, Rhea’s ruby glowed fiery against her scarred skin, and Kael’s hazel eyes darkened, sensing the change, the heat building like a storm ready to break.

Freya took the initiative, her blue eyes met Kael’s, her breath catching, her lips parting as she leaned in, her mouth brushing his in a tentative, electric kiss.

It was soft at first, a whisper of contact, her lips plush and warm, tasting faintly of mint and desire.

The kiss deepened, her tongue teasing the seam of his lips, coaxing them open, a slow, romantic dance that sent shivers through them both.

Her hands slid up his chest, fingers splaying over his dark tee, feeling the warm skin beneath, her body inching closer, the navy and cyan bodysuit hugging her curves, its silver accents shimmering like moonlight.

"Kael," she whispered against his mouth, her voice a soft plea, her heart racing as she melted into him, the kiss a promise of more.

Rhea watched, her amber eyes darkening with anticipation, her body shifting restlessly, the ruby necklace glinting as she bit her lip, her tank top clinging to her breasts.

Her patience frayed, and as Freya pulled back to breathe, Rhea stepped forward, her lips claiming Kael’s in a kiss that was fierce but tender, a hungry edge tempered by affection.

Her tongue swept into his mouth, tasting the faint salt of his skin, her lips moving with a playful, teasing rhythm, a soft hum vibrating in her throat.

Her hands gripped his shoulders, nails grazing through his tee, her body pressing against his side, her kiss a bold declaration of want.

Freya didn’t retreat.

Her lips found Kael’s neck, kissing the sensitive hollow where his pulse thrummed, her breath hot, her tongue flicking out to trace the skin, sending shivers cascading down his spine.

"You taste so good," she murmured, her voice husky, her teeth grazing his pulse point, a gentle nip that drew a soft gasp from his lips, her platinum-cyan hair brushing his jaw like a silken caress.

Her hands slid to his waist, fingers gripping him with a possessive strength, and with a fluid, effortless motion, she lifted him, her arms steady, her blue eyes blazing with intent.

"Freya!?" Kael exclaimed. He was suddenly in the air, his stomach churned.

"Let’s go somewhere comfortable," she declared, teasingly and walked toward his bedroom.

Rhea followed, her amber eyes glinting with excitement, her hands already tugging off her white tank top, revealing a red lace bra with delicate straps, the sheer fabric molding to her breasts, her high-cut red lace panties shimmering faintly, accentuating the curve of her hips and the taut plane of her stomach.

Her scarred skin glowed under the dim light, her crimson hair cascading over her shoulders as she kicked off her black pants, her body a vision of bold, untamed allure.

Freya pushed open the bedroom door, laying Kael on the bed, the dark sheets cool against his back, the mattress creaking softly under his weight, the lamplight casting golden shadows across his flushed skin.

Rhea was on him in an instant, climbing onto the bed, her knees straddling his hips, pinning him with a playful grin.

"Got you," she teased, her lips brushing his in a deep, languid kiss, her tongue swirling with a slow, sensual rhythm, tasting him, her breath warm and sweet.

Her hands roamed his chest, nails grazing his skin through his tee, her body rocking against him, the red lace of her panties brushing the rough denim of his jeans, a tantalizing friction that made him harden beneath her.

Freya stripped beside them, her movements slow and careful, peeling off her bodysuit, revealing a cyan satin bra with a plunging neckline, the fabric cupping her full breasts, and cheeky satin panties with intricate lace trim, the cyan hue gleaming against her pale skin, her toned frame radiating confidence, the lace teasing the edges of her curves.

She crawled onto the bed, her voice sultry as she nudged Rhea.

"Move it, my turn."

Rhea broke the kiss with a reluctant sigh, her amber eyes hazy with lust, her ruby necklace catching the light.

"Fine," she pouted, sliding off Kael, her fingers trailing down his chest, a lingering caress as she settled beside him.

Freya took her place, straddling his chest, her cyan satin bra brushing his skin, the sapphire necklace cool against his throat.

Her lips found his, the kiss passionate, her tongue dancing with his in a slow, romantic rhythm, her breath hitching as she whispered, "I love the necklace," her hands cupping his face, fingers tracing the sharp line of his jaw, her hips grinding lightly, the satin of her panties a soft friction against his tee.

Rhea slid lower, her fingers deftly unbuttoning Kael’s jeans, tugging them down with his boxers, his cock springing free, hard and throbbing, the tip glistening with precum.

Her lips curled into a wicked smile, her amber eyes glinting as she kissed his thighs, her lips brushing the sensitive skin, her breath warm and teasing.

"I’m getting started down here," she murmured, her fingers tracing tingling patterns along his thighs, her tongue flicking out to taste the faint salt of his skin.

She kissed the base of his cock, her lips soft and reverent, her tongue licking a slow, wet stripe up the shaft, teasing the sensitive underside, her hands wrapping around him, stroking gently, spreading the slickness of her saliva, her breath hot as she savored his taste, her ruby necklace swaying with each motion.

Freya’s kiss grew hungrier, her lips moving with a desperate edge, her tongue tangling with his, her hands sliding into his hair, tugging gently as she pressed herself closer, her satin-clad breasts grazing his chest, the sapphire necklace a cool counterpoint to her heat.

Rhea’s lips hovered over Kael’s cock...