**Chapter 772: Lekku and Shadows**
**Scene 1: Private Quarters – Devastation, Hyperspace En Route to Coruscant**
Dagon POV
Three Twi'leks were an odd sight and company, and I was beginning to think — as Grand Master of the Jedi Order — if what I was doing was considered normal.
The lights in my private quarters were dimmed to a soft crimson glow. Aayla Secura lay on her back in the center of the large bed, her blue skin glistening with sweat. I knelt behind her, hands cupping and massaging her full breasts, thumbs circling her dark nipples as she moaned. Talon, the red-skinned Lethan with her intricate Sith tattoos, was between Aayla's spread thighs, eagerly licking and sucking at her dripping pussy. At the same time, I leaned over and nibbled gently on Atroxa's sensitive lekku while she knelt beside us, her own mouth busy pleasuring Talon from below.
The room was filled with the wet sounds of tongues, soft gasps, and the rhythmic slap of skin.
"Not that I really mind — as I think those tattoos you two have are very sexy — but you girls are also Twi'leks," I said, voice low and rough as I railed Atroxa's tight pussy from behind, thrusting deep and steady. "And after the war, when the Jedi seize control, we would most likely start eliminating the criminal elements. The fact is…"
"Yes… ooh… we know," Aayla cried out, back arching as Talon rubbed her clit harder with her tongue. "Oooh right there! Many Twi'leks take slavery as a choice… and you're not sure if Ryloth will fully give up their ways… or when you rescue the Twi'leks enslaved by the Hutts… they will come willingly… ohh yesss!"
I gripped Atroxa's hips tighter, pounding into her as her lekku twitched wildly in my grasp. The three of them moved together in a perfect, sinful rhythm — Aayla's breasts bouncing in my hands, Talon's talented tongue driving Aayla closer to the edge, and Atroxa's walls clenching around me as she moaned into Talon's pussy.
**Scene 2: Deeper Indulgence**
I shifted positions, pulling out of Atroxa only to slide two fingers into Aayla's tight ass while continuing to thrust into Talon. Atroxa moved up, straddling Aayla's face so the blue Twi'lek could return the favor with her mouth. The room echoed with their cries.
I fingered Aayla's ass and Atroxa's pussy in tandem while driving deep into Talon, who cried out my name in raw pleasure.
"Dagon…! Yes… harder…!"
"Wow… you girls really are something else," I growled as the three of them finally collapsed around me, naked and panting in a tangled, satisfied circle on the bed. Sweat-slicked blue, red, and crimson skin pressed against me from all sides. Lekku draped lazily over my chest and shoulders.
Aayla kissed my jaw softly. "We belong to you, Master. All of us."
Atroxa traced one of her tattoos with a finger, smirking. "Even the Sith ones."
Talon simply nuzzled closer, purring contentedly.
**Hidden Observation**
Hidden in the closet of my quarters, a small, concealed camera continued recording.
In Tiplar's room elsewhere on the Devastation, while her sister Tiplee slept soundly in the next bed, Tiplar sat in the dark, legs spread, fingers buried deep inside herself. Her eyes were glued to the hidden feed on her datapad, cheeks flushed and breathing ragged as she watched the four of us. Soft, desperate moans escaped her lips as she pleasured herself to the sight of her Grand Master claiming the three Twi'leks.
She bit her lip hard, trying not to wake her sister, but the sight of Dagon dominating the beautiful Twi'leks pushed her over the edge. Her body shuddered in a powerful, silent climax.
Back in my quarters, I had no idea we were being watched. But even if I had known… I probably wouldn't have stopped.
The war waited for no one — but for a few precious hours in hyperspace, the Dragon allowed himself to simply enjoy what he had won.