My interracial harem of beautiful queens

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The next morning...

Adam's eyes slowly opened and he felt a discomfort in his lower body. When he lifted his head, he saw the "mountain" that had formed on the blanket.

He was too unaccustomed to having a hard-on in the morning. Claire and Mary usually solved that problem. Adam frowned and felt annoyed.

"I need to have a word with Iliantra today, or else my condition will suck." Adam shook his head and began to dress.

As he changed, he looked in the mirror and saw his perfect body. Turning from all angles, Adam nodded in satisfaction. He was good!

He left the room and made his way to the backyard, where Iliantra usually spent her time. And so it was, for Adam saw her sitting in the rocking chair.

At that second, however, Adam sensed something amiss. Usually, the fairies were circling and laughing, but they were all gone. Such a sudden event caused Adam to be surprised.

"Mistress Iliantra, and these fairies... where did they go?" Adam raised an eyebrow, approaching Iliantra.

"Eh...". Iliantra blinked and smiled at him strangely. "Mistress Nirena has finished her business, so she has returned to her homeland."

Adam scratched the back of his head and was reminded of last night. He had almost lost control then and had even managed to rub Nirena's breasts. The feeling of softness was unforgettable.

"Speaking of which, who is she?" Adam took a chair and placed it in front of Iliantra, sitting down on it.

"Mistress Nirena? Hehe..." Iliantra suddenly laughed and looked at him slyly. "She's a royal fairy, and also... the Fairy Queen!"

Adam looked at her stupidly and suddenly froze in shock. Remembering the events of last night, he felt both aroused and shocked at the same time.

Iliantra enjoyed the look on his face and chuckled, leaning back in her rocking chair.

"Okay, but that's not what I wanted to ask. Mistress Iliantra, I need to take a month's rest, so I came to you." Adam shook his head and told Iliantra his thoughts.

"Rest? For what reason?" Iliantra frowned.

"To elaborate, my sin is beginning to awaken and I need to take time off to practice." Adam smiled and leaned forward.

"Sin? Training?" Iliantra hesitated and nodded. "That's not a problem. I can help you in that matter."

Then Iliantra fell silent when she saw Adam's look, which was somewhat strange. She raised an eyebrow and asked rudely: "What?"

Adam laughed, and it seemed to him that this woman at such moments spoke without thinking. He wondered how to say it more softly, but finally decided to give in.

"The only way you can help me is to have sex with me for a month." Adam stood up and activated the three main "Casanova" skills.

He approached Iliantra, who had stiffened at Adam's previous words, lifted her chin with his right hand and took her behind him with his left hand, and brought her close to him.

Smiling softly, Adam stroked her silky and soft blond hair. His eyes smiled, and an aura of fascination emanated from his body, making Iliantra blush.

Of course, Adam's current level was not enough to influence her mind. But given his handsome looks and gentle demeanor, Adam was sure he could leave at least some mark on her heart.

Strangely enough, Iliantra didn't put up much of a fight and only looked at Adam with slightly clouded eyes. Her breathing became labored, and the woman's delicate body trembled intermittently.

"Well, what do you think?" Adam pulled her against him with a soft smile and felt the softness of her breasts against his body.

Inhaling her cherry scent and feeling the warmth and tenderness of Iliantra's mature body, Adam felt a strong sense of satisfaction. Taking a deep breath, Adam approached her ears and bit her earlobe.

"Ah!" Iliantra shouted in surprise and flinched.

Adam didn't stop and activated the Gentle Touch, his hands running down Iliantra's body, down to her slender buttocks.

Adam grasped Iliantra's buttocks exquisitely and carelessly, and with confident movements began to crumple them. Every touch of his hands brought her voluptuousness, and their bodies merged in a fervent dance of passion. At the same time, he brought his face close to her marvelous, beautiful face and delved into her clear green eyes, which sparkled like stars in the night sky. A multitude of emotions exchanged their gazes: nervousness, reluctance, lust, but one thing prevailed: submission.

Adam, while not possessing the strength of Iliantra or the intelligence of Amaria, was beautiful and possessed an extraordinary charisma. He had no difficulty in seducing a woman as open and tempting as Iliantra. His presence enveloped her, beckoning and drawing her closer and closer.

And finally, with overpowering desire, Adam moved closer to Iliantra and their lips joined in a passionate kiss. He felt the softness of her lips, the sensation of their warmth and sweetness, which aroused in him a wild passion. Iliantra didn't hold back and let out a quiet mooing, and then, after hesitating only for a moment, she put her gentle hands on Adam's back, acknowledging his control.

Tension hung in the air like an electric charge, their bodies penetrating each other, tightly fitting together, and Adam ran his hands confidently over her luscious body, eliciting seductive moans of bliss from her. Under his caress, her breathing became heavy and uncontrollable, and she could not contain her sweet exclamations.

Finally lost in pleasure, Adam took her hand and led her to the rocking chair, inviting her to take his lap. With sensuality, he sat down on the chair, and Iliantra, feeling completely subdued by him, accepted a place on his lap.

Inhaling her sweet scent, Adam ran his hands slowly and gently over her body, provoking her moans of pleasure. Each of his touches was precise and passionate, enveloping her in waves of pleasure.

And as he reached her breasts, he became even more determined, letting his fingers and lips explore and possess her beautiful bust. His hands rested on her breasts, and once more he applied the Gentle Touch. The effect was instantaneous:

"Aaah!"

Iliantra, shuddering and feeling the most intense pleasure, rolled her eyes under Adam's influence.

He sensed her weakness and used it to start undressing her. Her body was covered by a light white dress, which he had no trouble removing. Soon her perfect, flawless figure was revealed before him.

Her body was lush, yet slender, combining perfect proportions and grace.

Feeling a strong sense of arousal, Adam stood up and lifted Iliantra by the buttocks. Reflexively, Iliantra's legs tightened around Adam's pelvis, and she hung on him like a koala.

Smiling softly, Adam kissed her. With each passing second, their kiss grew more and more passionate, until finally there was a French kiss.

Adam's moist lips made gentle contact with Iliantra's, and a bright, sensual flame erupted between them. Their tongues gently intertwined in a dance of passion, and a game of genuine affection began. Iliantra yielded to Adam's pressure, responding to his every touch with equal intensity. Their breathing became faster, and deeper, reflecting the power of the excitement that enveloped them both.

Adam and Iliantra's French kiss grew hotter and more intimate. Their lips and tongues danced in harmony like music, creating a magical symphony of passion and desire. In each kiss, they savored the taste and smell of each other, and time stood still in this moment of their embrace.

Their hearts beat in unison, revealing to them an ocean of feelings and desires. All doubts and fears vanished, leaving room only for true affection and passionate lust for each other. This French kiss awakened in them all the strength and flame of their passion, enveloping them both in a unique feeling of total fusion.

They plunged into a world where only the two of them existed, and those moments of passion were unforgettable experience that filled their souls with the vivid colors of sexual desire and pleasure.

A few minutes later they were in Adam's bedroom, and with tenderness laying Iliantra on the bed, he instantly undressed, his eyes sparkling with the brightness of passion. He walked to the edge of the bed and noticed Iliantra's gaze fixed on his manhood.

"Yeah, he's great, isn't he?" whispered Adam, smiling softly.

Iliantra swallowed, her gentle hands gently touching his cock, and her eyes misted over. She shook her head slightly before gently kissing the head of his cock.