She shuddered, her breath catching.
"Yes," she breathed, her eyes fluttering closed.
He kissed her neck, his lips moving up to her ear, his tongue teasing her earlobe.
Her breath came faster, her body rocking against him, her fingers curling into his shirt.
"I'm yours," she murmured, her words a mixture of invitation and demand.
He didn't hesitate.
He gripped her firmly, lifting her higher, his mouth trailing along her jawline, his lips hovering just above hers.
Her legs wrapped around his waist, her eyes meeting his, dark and hungry.
"Take me."
"Yes."
With that, Ethan turned, his gaze drifting down to the bed.
Lilith was spread out before him, her pale skin glistening, her long, silvery-white hair fanned out around her.
Seraphina stood beside the bed, watching him, her body tense and ready.
He stared for a moment, his mind clouding.
His dick, which was still fully hard, pulsed, aching to be touched.
He didn't wait.
