Anjali jumped, startled. "Oh! It's not what it looks like—"
Babita held up a hand, laughing.
"Relax, sweetheart. I'm joking."
She walked over, bent down, and kissed Veyas softly on the cheek—then winked at Anjali.
"Welcome to the family."
Anjali blinked. Then smiled. Slowly, with something new in her eyes.
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### SYSTEM UPDATE
HEARTLOCK UNLOCKED: ANJALI MEHTA
— Reward Gained: Constant Health (Peak vitality, stamina, and immunity)
— Territory Influence Increased: Gokuldham Tier 1
— Passive Unlocked: Presence – Women of Gokuldham instinctively trust you
— Social Scan: Profiles and surface desires unlocked for all Tier 1 residents
— Ability Gained: Emotional Sync – Partial thought-reading in emotional proximity
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Later that morning, Veyas lay stretched across the plush living room carpet, arms above his head, his shirt ruffled.
Anjali sat on one side, Babita on the other, both laughing breathlessly.
"You act like you're the king," Anjali teased.
"I am," he said flatly.
Babita grinned. "Not right now you're not."
They pounced—tickling, wrestling him down, until the mighty Adhipati was pinned by satin and cotton, laughter and heat.
"Adhipati of what?" Anjali mocked gently, fingers tapping his chest.
"Of pleasure, obviously," Babita said, proud.
He lay there, chest rising slowly, his body flanked by two women glowing with mischief and satisfaction.
Anjali and Babita exchanged a heated look, their breaths still rapid from their playful tussle. Babita leaned in, her lips brushing against Veyas' ear as she whispered, "Adhipati of pleasure, indeed."
Anjali trailed her fingers down Veyas' chest, her touch both teasing and possessive. She leaned in, her breath warm against his neck. "We should show him just how much pleasure he can handle, don't you think?"
Babita grinned wickedly, her hand already moving to the waistband of Veyas' pants. "I couldn't agree more."
Veyas, caught between the two of them, felt a surge of anticipation. He lay back, his body already responding to their touch. Anjali's hands were on his chest, her fingers tracing patterns that sent shivers down his spine. Babita's lips found his, her kiss deep and hungry, promising more.
As Babita's hand slipped beneath his pants, Anjali moved lower, her lips following the trail of her fingers. She looked up at him, her eyes dark with desire, as she unbuttoned his pants. Veyas' breath hitched as he felt the soft touch of her hands, the promise of what was to come.
Babita pulled back, her lips glistening, as she watched Anjali with a mixture of curiosity and arousal. "Show him what you've got, Anjali," she murmured, her voice husky.
Anjali smiled, a slow, seductive curve of her lips, as she took Veyas in her hand. She leaned in, her breath hot against his skin, and then her lips closed around him. Veyas groaned, his body arching as she took him deeper, her movements slow and deliberate, her mouth wet and hungry.
Babita's hand joined Anjali's, both of them working in tandem, their touches and kisses driving Veyas to the edge. He reached out, his hands finding their hair, his fingers tangling in the soft strands as he guided them, his breath coming in ragged gasps. The room was filled with the sounds of their pleasure, the soft moans and whispers, the rustle of fabric, and the wet sounds of their ministrations.
Veyas felt himself spiraling, the sensations overwhelming, the pleasure almost too much to bear. Anjali's mouth was a warm, wet haven, her tongue swirling around him, coating him with saliva. Babita's fingers danced over his skin, tracing lines of fire that made him shiver and groan. Their combined efforts were a symphony of pleasure, each touch, each kiss, each lick pushing him closer to the brink.
Anjali pulled back slightly, her eyes locked on his, a wicked grin on her face as she took him deeper, her throat relaxing to take him fully. Veyas could feel the head of his cock hitting the back of her throat, the sensation almost unbearable. Babita, not to be outdone, leaned in and licked the underside of his shaft, her tongue flicking out to taste the precum that beaded at the tip.
The room was filled with the sound of their combined moans, the wet, sloppy sounds of Anjali's deep throat and Babita's eager licks. Veyas was lost in a sea of sensation, his body convulsing as they drove him closer and closer to the edge.
Veyas' climax was explosive, his body tensing as he released, his seed spilling into Anjali's waiting mouth. She swallowed eagerly, her eyes never leaving his, a satisfied smirk on her face. Babita, not wanting to be left out, leaned in and licked the remaining drops from his shaft, her tongue gentle and teasing.
As Veyas came down from his high, both women smiled at each other, their faces flushed and glowing with satisfaction. Anjali leaned in and kissed Babita deeply, their tongues dancing together, sharing the taste of Veyas. They pulled back, their breaths mingling, and then turned back to Veyas, their eyes filled with promise and anticipation for what was to come next.
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