Helania watched as Brittany's head slowly moved away from their Master's groin while still having his member inside her mouth. There was a loud, desperate, and hungry slurping noise as though Brittany were slurping a fruity frozen dessert.

Thinking of her Master's pulsating rod inside her mouth made Helania begin to salivate, her warm breath flowing in and out in time with Brittany's movement. A part of her was jealous, knowing the woman would enjoy feeling the viscous fluid squirt deep into her mouth. Brittany would receive the blessing from their Creator, pleasured as the fluid clung to her tongue before traveling down her throat. The warmth spread throughout her body from the divine milky liquid.

Helania looked at Queen, seeing saliva drooping from the mouth of the undread -- dripping onto her pale porcelain breasts.

Though Brittany and Queen made Helania envious, with how they were unconcerned about how their Creator would view them. For Helania, she feared revealing her innocence and desires due to her worries about her Master no longer feeling he could depend on her. Helania was her Master's rock, so she presented a professional image.

Each time Brittany acted spoiled in front of their Master, Helania felt a tightening in her chest. Deep down, she also wanted to be spoiled. She wanted to feel his skin pressed against her body, taste his lips desperately kissing hers and hear him tenderly call out her name.

Helania jumped slightly, feeling a hand on her shoulder.

Turning her head, she saw that it was Queen.

Queen stared at Helania, "Let us worship our Master. She cannot have too much of a headstart." The thoughts flowed into Helania's mind through their mental connection as Floor Protectors.

A corner of her lips raised as Helania nodded, the fears in her thoughts fading away like the mist after the sun began to rise.

Taking a deep breath, Helania moved toward the bed with Queen.

Brittany didn't even notice that the two of them reached the bed, so lost in pleasure from having their Master inside her mouth. She even wrapped her arms around their Master's legs to help her take him deeper inside as the wet draining sound continued.

Even though Brittany made Helania feel competitive, it didn't change her respect towards her Master's personal maid, who wholeheartedly devoted herself to him. Just seeing how Brittany attended to him, how she fed food into his mouth and helped to keep his mental health in mind, Helania could feel a sense of relief that the person that meant more than anything, in reality, was being cared for.

Placing her right knee on the bed and crawling on the bed at the same time as Queen, Helania couldn't help but smile at her Master's face. She didn't even think that he noticed that Queen and she were now on either side of him. Her Master -- lost in the pleasure of Brittany's powerful suctioning force, his hips lifting up occasionally.

Looking up at Queen, who followed suit, Helania glanced at the upper clothing their Master still wore.

Queen grinned as her hands began to attack the clasps for each layer of clothing on him.

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Her Master blinked a few times, noticing Queen undressing him. He turned to look at Helania, his eyes slightly unfocused and dazed. A smile slowly formed as he raised a hand.

Instinctively, Helania moved closer and soon felt the warmth of her Master.

"My Helania," Her Master used his thumb to gently stroke her cheek.

Raising her hands, Helania cupped them over his as she closed her eyes. She nuzzled against his hand, her skin happily tingling all over. "Master," She moaned in bliss.

Reacting to her feelings, it was soon that her breasts began to throb and feel heavy as she was aroused. Her breathing became erratic as she slowly turned her head, letting her Master's hand brush against her lips. The scent of his hands was intoxicating, and as she kissed her Master's palm, she parted her mouth and extended her tongue.

Helania slowly moved her Master's hand, licking his flesh from the base of his palm to his ring finger. Inserting it inside her, savoring his flesh, she couldn't help but seductively moan as the room warmed. Her skin felt as though it were burning and the taste of him was the only thing that could quench the lustful inferno inside.

Helania placed her free hand on her breasts, not even noticing the tiny beads of sweat forming on her smooth skin. Groping herself and slowly applying more pressure, her passionate sighs escaped her mouth -- now sucking on her beloved Master's fingers. Her tongue wrapped around the digit like a snake capturing its prey.

Slowly Helania pulled the finger from her mouth, drool dribbling the side of her lips before slowly reaching her breasts.

She was barely able to register Queen's face buried in her Master's chest, kissing him. There was a similar drunk expression on Queen's face, lost in his taste and scent.

But even seeing Queen licking and kissing her Master, Helania's mind wouldn't allow any other thought to enter as she began kissing his forearm.

"Master," Helania moaned as she continued down his arm.

She couldn't believe how she was able to maintain her sanity whenever she was close to her Master. With each kiss, she only thought about how much she cared for him -- each mark on his skin was proof of her love. Even if she was unable to heal her Master from his pain, Helania hungered to be his emotional pillar.

Her eyes drunkenly turned to see her Master -- now covered by Queen's legs as Queen sat on his face. Both her hands squeezed her breasts as her eyes stared at the canopy above them -- her mouth open and overflowing with moans and pants.

Helania dumbly watched her Master lick Queen's lips, his tongue timed to the moans of the undead woman.

Pouting from being unable to see her beloved Creator's face, Helania's eyes scanned her Master's body before eventually landing on Brittany. The woman still slid their Master down her throat with single-minded abandon.

"My turn," Helania immaturely whined before getting on her hands and knees.

Her black hair cascaded down the side of her shoulder as she walked like an animal toward where Brittany continued to guzzle down his erect rod.

Already, white viscous liquid drizzled down the side of the shaft. Upon seeing the untouched milk of her Master, Helania's eyes widened like a predator spotting its prey. Slinking closer, she slid one arm over her Master and lowered her head.

Though the scent of her Master was intense on his skin, the closer she moved to the white fluid, her nose was filled with the concentrated exalted odor. As if entranced by the fragrance, Helania didn't even notice pushing past Brittany with her tongue fully extended with desperate desires to slurp the precious thick white essence.

Brittany half-heartedly grumbled, like an animal growling at an interloper -- warning what it saw as a scavenger away from its food. But soon, Helania was ignored as though any additional effort was unnecessary and wasted when something more desirable was in front of her.

With her tongue, Helania slowly licked up the pulsating shaft -- not wanting to lose any of the precious liquid. Taking it into her mouth, sparks flew inside her mind. It was electrifying as she felt fluids squirting out of her. Her body shuddered before arching her back -- releasing a loud animalistic moan.

Helania's pupils became reptilic slits as she realized what needed to be done. There was nothing that could stand in her way, her groin aching for stimulation and pleasure that only her Master could provide.

With one hand, Helania roughly grabbed Brittany's head.