Tss 3 Knights Son Ch 16

[tags: Blowjob, Dirty talk, choking ]

Bobby orders a new ride.

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Chapter 16

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Going for a Ride

Not only did the Paladonic Knights have high hopes for me, but their pockets seemed to have no bottom.

Almost purring with excitement, Demitra presented an image of the model they called "Kindred Hawk." It wasn't physically present at the dealership; instead, they had a holographic system in a discreet back room, allowing prospective buyers to walk around and explore each vehicle. Once ordered, the car would be swiftly delivered within a day or two. As she explained the features, I couldn't help but be drawn to the visual presentation.

"Behold our fastest and safest sports car," Demitra said, her voice dripping with anticipation. "The Kindred Hawk boasts built-in sensors and advanced artificial intelligence, ensuring you'll never have to worry about accidents caused by your own negligence. Equipped with the latest safety software, this vehicle will keep you on the road and effortlessly maneuver around any obstacle. It boasts bulletproof windows, with the siding lined with state-of-the-art liquid kevlar technology, which will repel anything smaller than an RPG. Plus, strategically inscribed runes in key areas provide an added layer of protection, inhibiting or even outright blocking any malicious magic."

As the saleswoman enthusiastically shared the technical details, Elly's hand firmly grasped my buttocks, her lips teasingly brushing against the nape of my neck. I used my fingertips to gently lift her chin, capturing her lips with mine, aiming to distract her. "I'm trying to pay attention," I whispered, my gaze locked with her hungry eyes.

"Of course, being a sports car, the back seat isn't ideal for indulging in certain pleasures," Demitra continued with a sly grin. "However, the passenger seat reclines and slides back enough for a passionate romp or two."

Elly blushed, her cheeks radiating heat, as she apologized, "I'm sorry. We're newly married, and sometimes I just can't resist touching him."

"Please don't apologize," Demitra grinned, her gaze fixated on me. I would say her dark eyes devoured me more than anything else. "A man as handsome as you, with such potential, it's no wonder your lovely wife can't keep her hands off you. And, of course, you're an incredibly attractive woman yourself. You make quite the fetching couple. Newly married, huh? Does that mean you have a little one on the way?"

Her knowledge about us struck me as peculiar. The compliments were flattering, but this was becoming uncomfortably personal.

Demitra chuckled, attempting to appease me as she placed a hand on my arm. However, her firm grip and the subtle purring in her voice didn't help the situation. "Oh, I used to be part of the program too. I attended a couple of First Knights, but one night, I got drunk at a frat party, and some asshole took advantage of me. I managed to prove it was non-consensual, but my virginity was lost, and they kicked me out." Although her words held a sense of remorse, her tone and the way she continued to grip my arm suggested she wasn't too distraught over the matter.

"That's terrible," I replied sincerely. "I hope the person who assaulted you either faced severe consequences or is serving time."

"A gentleman as well! You're a keeper," Demitra cooed. "But yes, from what I heard, he received a visit from a few guys who helped him understand that being drunk doesn't equate to consent. He turned himself in and actually asked for the harshest sentence the judge could give him. I'm unsure what the Knights said to him, but he was scared. Unfortunately, rape isn't considered a significant crime in this country, so they only gave him a few years. I'm unsure what happened to him after that, and honestly, I don't care."

"But it still sucks that you got expelled from... the program, as you called it," I added. My wives hadn't provided much information about the requirements besides the necessity of remaining a virgin.

"Thank you, but it worked out in the end. Once it was proven that it wasn't my fault, my uncle hired me here, and I make a decent income," Demitra said, her smile directed at me. Her eyes shifted between Elly and me before her smile again turned predatory. "Besides, there are certain perks to being free from any entanglements."

She squeezed my arm again, and I stepped back, creating distance between us. Fortunately, she didn't push the matter further and returned her attention to the holographic controller. It wasn't that her flirtations bothered me, but the fact that she brazenly engaged in them in front of Elly felt inappropriate.

You still have much to learn about your wife

, Charlotte teased with a chuckle, but I chose to ignore her.

"Well, with a baby on the way, perhaps you'd like to consider an SUV?" Demitra toyed with the controller momentarily, and the image changed to a sleek, black SUV. "The Kindred Gladius offers all the same features as the Hawk, although it might not be as fast. Nevertheless, it still possesses ample speed and can tow trailers, boats, artillery, or any other toys you might acquire. Plus, there's plenty of room for your growing family. The spacious interior provides ample legroom, headroom, and even lap room!" She concluded her pitch with a playful wink. "A big vehicle for such a strapping man seems like a perfect fit."

"I don't really need a large vehicle," I muttered, shaking my head at Demitra's antics.

"Oh, trust me," Elly chimed in, pressing herself against my side. "He doesn't need to compensate for

anything

."

Demitra's gaze briefly dropped to my groin, and I could have sworn I saw her lick her lips.

"Even so, this vehicle will accommodate your wife and your new child—" Demitra continued, but I interrupted her.

"

Wives

, actually," I corrected her, wanting to make it clear that I was happily taken. "I consider myself lucky to have two wonderful wives after my First Knight."

Demitra's dark eyes widened as she glanced at Elly, then back at me, and her grin grew even wider. "Ah, now I see where that gold rating comes from. Two wives are quite an accomplishment, and judging by how this one looks at you, I can tell you bring them great happiness. But that also means two babies on the way, which further emphasizes the suitability of the Gladius. Would you like to take a walk through it? I can point out some of its other features."

I turned to my wife and asked, "What do you think?"

"Well, my car could technically fit two car seats in the back, and Shayna is slender enough to squeeze between them, but it wouldn't be comfortable. On the other hand, Shayna's truck isn't ideal for car seats, although it can handle any future hauling needs. Ultimately, it's up to you. This is your vehicle, not ours," Elly explained.

I shifted my attention back to Demitra, contemplating Elly's words, but the expression on the dark-skinned woman's face stopped me in my tracks. "What's wrong?"

Demitra blinked a few times before shaking her head slightly, looking at me curiously. "You asked for her opinion. It's not something I'm accustomed to seeing from a Knight, especially a young one."

"Seriously?" I replied, glancing between the two women before continuing. "Elly possesses far greater intelligence than I do, and I value her opinion. It would be foolish not to ask for it."

"I see..." Demitra trailed off, regarding us for a moment longer, and I couldn't help but wonder if I'd made some sort of faux pas. My father was a terrible example of how to treat women, but was that the norm for a Knight? I didn't want this saleswoman to report me for unusual behavior, so perhaps I should pretend to be a bit more... what? Decisive? Self-centered? Abusive? There was no way I could bring myself to be the latter, but I could certainly be more assertive.

Before I could voice my thoughts, Demitra spoke up. "We also have a couple of van models if you prefer?"

"No!" Elly and I exclaimed simultaneously, causing us to break into laughter.

"What colors are available?" I asked a moment later, noticing that Demitra's suspicious demeanor had seemingly dissipated.

"Any color you desire," Demitra smiled, sensing she was getting closer to making a sale. "However, I should mention that there are certain combinations and designs that we strongly discourage."

I understood her message—while they may not be impossible or against their policies, I probably shouldn't choose them. "Well, there goes my dream of pretending to be a cop," I joked.

"Precisely," she nodded. "I would also advise against going for a full chrome or any other official-looking designs."

I nodded in understanding before Demitra guided us through the holographic representation of the interior. Enlarging the hologram, we literally walked through it as she pointed out the various features. After that, she did the same for the Hawk—again, who the hell comes up with these names?—before I finally made up my mind and chose the Gladius. The Hawk appealed to me more, resembling my old car, but I had to consider the future. I wasn't sure how often we would all go out together, but I hoped my life would eventually calm down enough for enjoyable family outings. I've heard they can be quite pleasant. Oh, and not that I would forget, but since this journal is supposed to be comprehensive, I decided on a shiny metallic blue for the vehicle.

"Now, if you'll follow me into this back room, we can complete the necessary paperwork," Demitra grinned, and once again, her smile had that predatory quality to it.

Hand in hand with Elly, we followed her into a well-lit and spacious room. The room was tastefully furnished, with a coffee machine, a sturdy desk topped with a computer, comfortable-looking leather chairs, and even a plush couch. I can't claim to have visited many dealerships, but I imagined that this room, with its beige walls and comfortable yet elegant atmosphere, was far from ordinary.

"Can I get you anything to drink?" Demitra asked. "Beer, wine, champagne? This is your first vehicle with us, so we should celebrate!"

"I'll have a glass of red wine," Elly replied before I could decline. "And Bobby will take a whiskey sour."

Demitra typed something into the computer as we all settled into our seats. "The paperwork is relatively simple since there are no loan papers to fill out. However, in the unfortunate event of your passing, the vehicle will be returned to us if it's still in serviceable condition. It's more like we're lending you the vehicle. Now, as you're currently at the second rank, you'll keep this vehicle for at least five years before you become eligible to trade it in." There was a knock on the door, followed by its opening, and a distinguished-looking older gentleman in a suit entered, holding a tray with our drinks. "Ah, thank you, Uncle Andrew. Could you ensure we won't be disturbed for a while?"

Andrew offered me a friendly smile. He had a short beard with more gray than black, and his skin was slightly darker than his niece's. He was impeccably dressed in a fine suit, and had I not witnessed him bringing our drinks, I would have assumed he was the dealership's owner.

"My niece will take good care of both of you," Andrew said oddly before leaving the room. I took a sip of my drink and studied the small glass. I wasn't a whiskey connoisseur, but it was evident that this wasn't a cheap choice. It went down smoothly, and soon, I felt a pleasant warmth spreading through my chest.

"Now, this will only take a moment longer, and then we can chat some more," Demitra said, sipping her champagne. She proceeded to clarify a few of the options on the Kindred Gladius, even discussing the possibility of getting a personalized license plate. Throughout the conversation, Elly sat beside me, sporting a contented grin, her hand gently tracing circles up and down my thigh.

"And that's it!" Demitra exclaimed, slapping the desk with joy before standing up. "Your vehicle should be delivered tomorrow, most likely in the afternoon. If you have any concerns, please don't hesitate to reach out to me." She extended her business card towards me.

"I will," I nodded, feeling strangely drained despite the smoothness of the process.

Demitra stepped around the desk and hugged Elly, patting her on the back, to which Elly returned the gesture.

Oh boy!

Charlotte exclaimed in my head as the two women separated.

As Demitra approached me, our eyes met, and I half-expected her to go in for a hug as well, judging by her open arms. Not the most professional behavior, but I brushed it off, figuring it was just her style.

I was wrong.

As I opened my arms to give her an awkward hug, her hands moved to the back of my head and pulled me down until our lips met. My body went rigid as I stood there in shock, waiting for Elly to lose her shit.

Go with it,

Charlotte cajoled me.

Those pats as they hugged were your wife giving permission for this. Don't ruin it!

Still, I remained frozen until Demitra pulled away with a concerned look. "I'm sorry if I don't please you," she started to say, backing away and hugging herself. "I know I'm not as pretty as your wife, but I promise I still know how to please a man."

"It's not that—" I started to say, but Elly cut in before I could finish.

"He didn't know he was a Knight until only a few weeks ago," Elly said as she stepped up behind Demitra and lifted her shirt. Her eyes remained locked on mine, though, trying to communicate something I didn't understand. "He's still trying to understand

everything

that comes with his rank and stature."

I told you not to ruin this!

Charlotte berated me.

"What about Shayna?" I asked, unable to help myself. She'd been pretty upset when we left this morning, and I couldn't see how fooling around with another woman would make things any better.

"We already discussed this," Elly informed me with pleading eyes, but it was Charlotte who filled me in.

This is expected behavior of a Knight, it seems. Get your car, and then get serviced. Elly is attracted to her also, and she wants this, but your mentioning your other wife has put a bit of a dampener on her mood. Apparently, they planned to bring you here together and surprise you with a foursome afterward. She wants me to point out that it's not like you haven't had sex with other women since your marriage, and at least this one is human. And not that my opinion really matters to you, but I want this also.

Of course you do, succubus,

I thought back at her.

Even after our night-long orgy last night, you're not satisfied. But for the record, your opinion does matter to me. A little bit. A

very

little bit.

Thinking fast, I made a decision and stepped up there where Elly almost had Demitra's shirt off, revealing a richly colored set of firm breasts held up by a black lacy bra. I gently took the shirt and pulled it back down while I felt Charlotte pouting in my head.

I met Demitra's gaze, seeing confusion and hurt reflected in her eyes. Cupping her chin, I brought my face closer to hers.

"You are very enticing, and I would gladly pursue this under different circumstances," I stated firmly. "Unfortunately, my wives thoroughly drained me last night, and if I'm being honest, I don't know if I could give you the attention you deserve at this moment."

Elly opened her mouth to speak, but I placed a finger against her lips, maintaining eye contact with Demitra. "However, if you were to assist in delivering my new ride tomorrow, I am quite certain you won't be disappointed with the ride."

I heard Elly snicker at my somewhat corny line, but Demitra stared into my eyes as if captivated. On impulse, I leaned in and planted a soft kiss on her full lips.

When I straightened up, she blinked and seemed to snap out of her trance. "Ahem... Yes, well... Normally, I wouldn't be involved, but I'm sure my uncle won't mind for such a promising Knight."

I offered her a half smile as I took Elly's hand and pulled her to my side. "I look forward to it," I said, then turned towards the door. Uncle Andrew looked puzzled as we walked through the dealership and returned to Elly's convertible.

I need to be honest with you, but please don't be angry

, Charlotte informed me while we were still on the showroom floor.

You inadvertently used our powers to mesmerize Demitra. I'm unsure of the consequences, but it was somewhat akin to a vampire hypnotizing their prey. You didn't give her any direct commands, but you should be cautious about that in the future.

A shiver of icy dread ran down my spine at her words. In that moment, I had felt dominant and powerful, but I hadn't intended to exert that kind of influence. I'd acted on impulse, not really understanding what was happening.

"You're driving!" Elly commanded as we reached her convertible. I was okay with that, though I couldn't help but wonder why she sounded slightly out of breath. My curiosity grew when she chose to leave the top up instead of lowering it. A few minutes later, I got my answer as we merged onto the freeway.

"Hurry up and undo your pants! That was so hot, the way you stood over her. I was already horny, and though this won't be as fun, I want your cock in my mouth right now!"

"Don't we need to talk about—" I started to say, but both Charlotte and Elly interrupted me.

Stop getting in your own way, dammit!

"If you're worried about Shayna, let me handle her," Elly stated as she started working at my pants, unhappy with my hesitation. "Right now, you need to worry about keeping your eyes on the road while I suck the soul out of your cock.

Fuck it!

I decided and helped her get my pants down enough to free my hardening member. Her hand started to work my shaft as her mouth began on my scrotum. It didn't take long for me to be rock solid and moaning. Then I felt her tongue snake up my pole and flick across the underside of my mushroom tip.

"Shit!" I grunted, trying to keep myself under control and on the road.

Oh, I really like this wife,

Charlotte informed me.

She could give a few succubae a run for their money in the department of kinkiness. She wants me to relay her thoughts to you as her mouth is occupied, so the rest of this is from her.

'Do you like the way my tongue feels?'

I mentally heard a moment later, somehow in Elly's voice.

Knowing that Elly's dirty talk was coming to me through an intermediary was surreal. With her tongue playfully teasing me and her words directly in my head, I was finding it hard to pay attention to the road and not blow my load too fast.

'I can already taste your precum. Mmm, you're getting so hard for me. I love how hard you feel in my hand. I want more, though. I hope you're ready for this!'

The car jerked as I felt her lips slip over my tip and keep driving to the back of her slender throat.

"Holy shit!" I grunted and placed my hand on the back of her head, holding her still for a moment.

'Yes! Choke me with your cock! I love this. Use the AI to drive and fuck my throat!'

I didn't waste a second giving the command to the car's AI as gagging sounds erupted from Elly. I could feel her saliva drolling down my groin and puddling in the chair, but I didn't care. Grabbing a fistful of her light brown hair with my left hand, I leaned the car seat back and did just as she asked. Holding her head steady, I quickly pumped into the back of her throat. Charlotte relayed incoherent moans of pleasure that coupled nicely with Elly's audible choking sounds. I couldn't believe she could swallow so much of my member, but the tightness of her throat made thinking nearly impossible.