Nolan's eyes fluttered open to a slow, building pleasure, a wet, warm heat enveloping his cock.
The blissful haze of sleep was gently replaced by a rising tide of sensation, punctuated by the sinfully wet sounds filling the quiet room.
He then felt the soft, heavy weight of Emily's breasts pressing against his face, her hardened nipples brushing his lips before she leaned down.
At the same time, Ana revealed herself from beneath the sheets, her head bobbing passionately in his lap. She took his impressive length deep into her throat, swallowing him with a desperate, worshipful hunger.
"Good morning, Master," Ana moaned, her voice husky as she felt him pulse within her mouth.
She redoubled her efforts, taking him to the hilt until he spilled his thick, warm release down her waiting throat. She swallowed every last drop, a contented sigh escaping her as she milked him of his final shudders.
Then she gave her master a big smile, opening her hot mouth to show that she hadn't missed even a single drop.
A soft groan escaped Nolan's lips, a slow, satisfied smile spreading across his face. Without a doubt, this was the best way to wake up.
"So, I wanted to ask you for a thing," she leaned into him.
Nolan's vision was filled with the enticing sway of Emily's breasts as she spoke, her voice bubbling with excitement.
Nolan let out a soft sigh and shifted on the bed, stretching lazily as he began to wake.
"Would you fight me?" she asked, pressing her chest against his as she gazed up at him, her eyes pleading. "Please, please…"
"What?" Nolan turned his head toward Ana, utterly confused by the sudden request.
The blonde smirked with amusement. She had suggested to Emily that they wake the man with a blowjob, it might put him in a good mood and make him more likely to agree.
But the girl had clearly been too impatient and had gone straight to begging instead.
"I hope you don't mind," Ana said, still smiling. "I told her about your ability to block mana flow, and she got really excited about the idea of a sparring match."
"I see…" Nolan muttered.
He was surprised Ana even knew about his powers, though it didn't bother him much. He was certain she didn't mean any harm.
"Well, if you already know about my abilities, why would you still want to spar with me?" he asked, genuinely puzzled. "You won't win," he added, his tone calm but filled with absolute confidence.
"We won't know until we try," Emily said with a proud grin, jumping off the bed and puffing out her chest as she met his gaze with a fierce, challenging look.
Nolan sighed, wondering if he should indulge her or not. Still, it seemed harmless enough, and probably easy, so, in the end, he agreed.
"Alright… We'll do it your way, Emily. We can have a fight, but just one."
The girl's eyes lit up immediately. She gave a small jump, clapping her hands like a child who had just received a gift.
"I knew you'd agree! I promise I won't disappoint you!"
Ana watched the scene with her usual smile. "Excellent. But before we begin, let's ensure everything proceeds… safely."
The blonde asked one of her maids to prepare breakfast for Nolan, who was hungry. While the food was being made, he could take a shower and get ready. Emily also wanted to finish her morning training, so the two agreed to fight after an hour.
During that time, Ana asked Mika to bring her a specific maid: Helar.
She was a woman with very long green hair that reached her feet. And, more importantly, she had healing abilities.
"Do you need me, my lady?" Helar asked, kneeling immediately.
She wore black clothes that hid her body completely, except for a large opening in the center of her chest, revealing a serpent-shaped tattoo, in the middle of her chest.
"I need your healing powers," Ana commented softly, placing her palm on her maid's chest.
For a few moments, her eyes glowed with a green hue, then they glowed with a bluish tint.
"You are dismissed," Ana ordered Helar, and Mika teleported her away.
The blonde (Ana) also asked her staff to prepare the fighting arena, but she lied, saying that she would be the one fighting Emily.
She decided it would be better not to let anyone know about Nolan's abilities.
As trustworthy as her maids were, it was a very rare power. Therefore, she would be the only one in the arena with the other two.
And with that, an hour passed.
Emily had already changed into a light training outfit, adjusting the wraps around her wrists and tying her hair into a ponytail. The excitement on her face was almost contagious.
"Let's go!" she commented excitedly.
Nolan, who was following Ana, just raised an eyebrow, still a bit sleepy, but curious.
"You have an underground training arena?"
Ana smiled. "Of course. There is much more beneath the mansion than you imagine."
The three of them followed the luxurious corridors, and, after a few flights of spiral stairs, they reached an iron door decorated with arcane inscriptions.
Ana placed her palm on the central symbol, and a golden light traced the lines of the metal before the door opened with a heavy groan.
The environment inside was vast; the walls were of polished black stone, with inscriptions that absorbed part of the magical light floating in orbs suspended in the air.
Ana positioned herself on the sidelines, her gaze firm and authoritative.
"I will be the judge. If I say stop, you both stop, immediately. Understood?"
"Understood," Nolan replied, adjusting his collar and cracking his neck.
"Yes, ma'am," said Emily, giving a slight bounce, magical energy already pulsing around her in a bluish aura.
Ana raised one hand, her gaze scanning them both.
"Begin when you are ready. And remember… this is just training." She said, fearing Emily might go too far.
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