Ravenna had gone to the pace to discuss something with the queen and her council. Evie, Vae, and I had made our way home alone after finishing shopping. It had been a long day, filled with surprises, pressure, and unexpected emotions. Vae went straight to the bath without a word, humming softly to herself as she slipped away.

  But Evie stayed.

  She stood quietly in the hallway, arms folded, her gaze distant.

  I hesitated, then stepped closer. “Hey,” I said gently. “You alright?”

  She blinked and gave a small, polite smile. “I’m fine.”

  It was too quick..

  I didn’t move. “Evie.”

  “I said I’m fine,” she repeated, walking into her room.

  But I followed her, reached out and touched her arm, stopping her. “Look... I noticed you today. At the prison.”

  She stilled.

  “You were upset. I just want to know why.”

  For a few seconds, she didn't answer. Then, quietly, her shoulders slumped. “It’s stupid,” she mumbled.

  “Try me.”

  Her eyes met mine. “I was jealous,” she admitted. “I know it’s selfish. I know it’s not fair. But when I saw all those women offering themselves to you, talking about how you ‘blessed’ Mara, how they wanted to be next, I just...”

  She swallowed hard.

  “I felt like I was invisible. Like I’d missed my chance.”

  I stepped closer. “Evie... you’re not invisible.”

  She let out a shaky breath. “I’ve never kissed anyone, Ayra. Never held someone’s hand and felt that kind of... spark. And then you came. You see me. You talk to me like I matter. I thought maybe you liked me, but I didn’t know how to act. I’ve always been a little shy, and Ravenna’s so… so confident and beautiful and strong. And I…” She looked away. “I’m not like her.”

  “Evie,” I said softly, lifting her chin so she’d meet my eyes, “I think you’re beautiful. Just as much as Ravenna. I’m not saying that to make you feel better. I mean it.”

  She blinked up at me. “You... do?”

  “I do,” I whispered,

  Evie closed her eyes and offered me her lips and I leaned in.

  Our lips met, shy at first. Then her hands found my shoulders, and the kiss deepened. She kissed me like someone who had waited her whole life for it.

  When we finally pulled apart, she was flushed, a little breathless. Her fingers clutched the front of my shirt. “Ayra... would you like to...?”

  “I want you to say it.

  She nodded, cheeks red. “If you want. I mean... I want you to fuck me. Not dual cultivation like you did with Ravenna or Mara, I just want it to be personal.”

  “I’d love to,” I said as I kissed Evie again, feeling the warmth of her breath against my lips as I guided her backward, my fingers slipping up to the buttons of her shirt. One by one, I undid them, taking my time. She was shaking from anticipation.

  The shirt fell open and I eased it off her shoulders. My hands trailed down to the waistband of her trousers, fingers gliding along her hips as I knelt and slid them down, letting them pool at her feet. She stepped out of them slowly, watching me with wide, trusting eyes.

  I reached behind her, uncsping her bra and I let it fall to the floor. She didn’t cover herself but the blush that crept over her pale skin told me how shy she was to be exposed before me like this. I’d seen her naked before, when I arrived in Varlon, but that was different, this was more intimate.

  Then I hooked my thumbs under the sides of her panties and drew them down, inch by inch, until she stood fully exposed before me.

  Her legs were long and toned, flowing gracefully into wide hips that contrasted with her unexpectedly narrow waist. Above that, her chest rose with a pair of small, firm breasts that gently bounced as she moved. Each was tipped with a rosy nipple. Her nipples tightened, tiny bumps rising on the sensitive areo around them.

  I pushed her back, until she was sitting on the edge of the bed.

  Sliding a finger beneath her chin, I lifted her gaze to meet mine. “What do you desire?” I asked softly.

  She swallowed hard before whispering, “I want to see you… all of you.”

  I reached to undo my shirt, but her hand caught mine, halting me. “May I?” she asked.

  I nodded, letting my hand fall. She stretched upward, deftly unfastening my shirt. Once they were undone, she slipped both hands inside, pressing her palms ft against my stomach.

  Rising to her feet, she glided her hands slowly up my torso, keeping full contact as they roamed over my breasts, easing the shirt back until it slid off my arms and crumpled to the floor. Her touch left a wake of tingling pleasure. I swallowed, as she uncsped my bra.

  Her fingers traveled higher to my shoulders, then drifted back down to my tits, a single digit teasing each nipple until they stiffened under her caress. The sensations she stirred were exquisite, forcing me to draw a shaky breath.

  “Touch me,” she groaned, her hands sliding lower, brushing just beneath the waistband of my trousers.

  Following her lead, I reached for her. I pced my hands on her sides, just below her breasts, and gently trailed my fingers upward along her curves, letting my palms graze the swell of her chest. My hands molded to her soft contours, fingers sliding up her neck. Then, with deliberate slowness, I traced back down, cupping each breast fully. Gncing down, I saw her nipples, taut and straining toward me, beckoning for more.

  A soft moan of delight escaped her as she closed her eyes, her fingers clumsily searching for the csp of my pants. When they unfastened and began to slide down, my panty covered hardened length was exposed. Evie’s eyes fluttered open, and she gnced down, catching sight of my erection.

  With a gentle tug, she slid the panties down my hips, freeing me from the confines of the soft fabric. As they dropped to the floor, she sank onto the edge of the bed, her gaze locked on my exposed cock, utterly captivated by its erect form.

  Her hand hovered hesitantly, then paused as she looked up at me with wide, eager eyes. “It’s so… impressive. Can I touch it?” she trembled with desire, her fingers twitching in anticipation. Her words made me throb.

  “Of course,” I spoke.

  Her eyes returned to my length, and she licked her lips slowly before reaching out. As her fingers brushed the shaft just below the swollen, flushed tip, a shared gasp filled the air. My erection twitched upward at her touch.

  Her fingertips glided along my shaft, tracing the prominent veins that pulsed beneath the skin as she pulled the foreskin back.

  The sensation was so intense I couldn’t help but moan.

  When her hand reached the base, she reversed her path, trailing back toward the tip. It felt as though she added more fingers, each one weaving its own thread of exquisite pleasure along my length. As she neared the ridge of my tip, a single finger circled its edge, dipping to the sensitive underside before brushing across the slit at the peak, where a bead of precum had gathered. She caught the droplet between her thumb and forefinger, rubbing it gently. “So slick,” she whispered.

  She edged closer on the bed, scooting forward a bit before reaching out with both hands. Encircling my shaft with her fingers, she began to stroke, moving her hands in tandem.

  Deliberately, she slid her hands back and forth, coaxing the foreskin along my erection to glide over the tip.

  A sharp gasp escaped me as her touch ignited waves of sensation. Her hands moved with a will of their own, one sliding upward to collect the slick droplets that kept forming at my tip, smearing them tenderly over the tip and upper shaft. The other ventured lower, past the base, to cradle my balls dangling below. Instinctively, I parted my legs wider, granting her freer access, and the pleasure surged to new heights.

  The precum she spread made her hands glide effortlessly across my skin.

  She let out a soft ugh as my balls in her palm shifted and rolled under her touch. “That’s so strange yet so sensual, I’ve never felt anything like it.”

  Fuck, it felt so good, so amazing, so looked so irresistable, sitting there, pying with my cock. I needed to touch her, to explore her, to share this overwhelming sensation. Reaching down, I csped her wrists and gently pulled her hands away from me. “My turn.”

  Gripping her wrists, I lifted her arms above her head and eased her back onto the bed. I adjusted my hold, securing both wrists with one hand. Leaning over her, I drank in the sight of her breasts, now shimmering faintly with a sheen of sweat. My own body was slick with perspiration, beads trickling down my spine, sending shivers of delight through me.

  I surrendered to instinct, lowering my head to her boobs. My tongue flicked out, grazing her left nipple, while my free hand mirrored the motion on her right.

  Evie let out a moan, her body writhing beneath me. “Yes, suck on them,” she urged.

  I complied eagerly, drawing her nipple into my mouth with gentle suction as my tongue danced over the sensitive peak. Releasing it, I pulled back, exhaling softly across the damp skin, coaxing fresh goosebumps to rise.

  I shifted my focus to her right breast, vishing it with the same attention as her gasps and whimpers filled the air. When I freed her wrists, her hands instantly roamed downward, a loud whine of pleasure escaping her.

  One hand seized her breast, tweaking the nipple, while the other snatched my hand and dragged it lower across her body.

  “More,” she begged, “I need more.” She guided my hand between her thighs, pressing my middle finger along the edges of her entrance. My fingertips brushed against her wetness as she led me on an intimate exploration of her pussy.

  She slid my finger up and down her center, the delicate folds parting slightly as if inviting me in. I pressed the tip of my finger inside, just barely, and she gasped sharply.

  “Yes, yes, yes,” she stammered, “I want you to fill me.”

  I’d thought her hands on my shaft had been the pinnacle of ecstasy, but watching her tremble with the same intensity stirred something equally potent within me. Slowly, I eased my finger into her snug warmth as far as it could go, and she cried out. “Fuck me!” Her fingers trailed up and down my arms, urging me on. “Fill me with your fingers and tease my clit,” she demanded. I was surprised to hear that such a modestly spoken girl could be so foul-mouthed, it was so sexy.

  I shifted lower on the bed for a clearer view. Evie scooted higher, spreading her legs wider before grasping her knees and pulling them upward. My finger slipped free during her adjustment, and she let out a frustrated groan at the loss.

  I gazed down at her, drinking in the sight of her arousal id bare before me for the first time. A soft patch of dark blonde hair crowned her mound. With her legs spyed and her flesh swollen with desire, the outer folds parted, revealing the flushed pink heaven within.

  “Touch me,” she pleaded, “put them back.”

  I slid my finger in again, as deep as it would reach, marveling at the heat, the slickness, the sheer perfection of it. Her inner walls pulsed around me, coaxing me deeper. I withdrew briefly, then added a second finger. The added pressure intensified her tightness, and her moans.

  “I’m so close,” she whimpered, “please, touch my clit.”

  With my free hand, I parted the delicate hood shielding her clit. It stood swollen and throbbing, practically radiating with desire. I exhaled softly across it as my fingers continued their slow, rhythmic slide in and out, my breath making her inner walls grip me even tighter.

  “Touch it,” she pleaded in desperation, “please, I need it.”

  Nah, I had something better in mind. Leaning closer, I blew gently on the sensitive bud, my lips hovering near. Then, extending my tongue, I brushed it across her firmness, tracing the rough, warm texture from base to tip.

  Evie’s scream was so piercing I froze. I started to pull back, but her hands seized my hair, anchoring me in pce. With a fierce tug, she pressed my mouth back against her clitoris, crying out again, “I’m cumming! fuck, fuck, fuuuuck!”

  I tched onto the nub once more, sucking it eagerly, my tongue flicking over it relentlessly. Her hips bucked wildly beneath me, driving my fingers deeper into her as she wailed in ecstasy. Her inner muscles cmped down harder, pulsing around my fingers as waves of pleasure tore through her.

  After several shuddering moments, she melted into the bed, her body going limp as the climax released its hold. “Stop,” she said breathlessly, “it’s too much.”

  I straightened, gazing down at her trembling figure. Her legs fell sck, and she looked up at me with eyes full of reverence.

  “That was incredible,” she moaned. “So different from touching myself.”

  “There’s more to come, beautiful.” I said.

  Her eyes drifted down to my erection, now glistening with more precum than before. It pulsed rhythmically.

  She nodded, reaching for me. “Put it in my pussy,” she giggled against my ear, tugging me closer. Her breasts pressed firmly into mine as I settled between her thighs. She parted them wider, inviting me in.

  My length was trapped between our bodies, my sac brushing against her warm and slick pussy.

  Each of her pubic hairs seemed to tease my shaft as I shifted lower, aligning myself with what I sought. I gripped myself, guiding the tip along her folds, savoring the radiant warmth that beckoned me. With a gentle push, I nudged the tip between her outer lips.

  At first, her body resisted, her tight passage hesitant to yield to my size. She tilted her hips, and gradually, I slipped inside, an inch, perhaps two, my tip enveloped in a searing, exquisite heat.

  Another inch deeper, and I paused, struggling to steady myself. I knew I was teetering on the edge of my own orgasm.

  “Not yet,” I told myself, “I need to be deeper. I need to st longer, for Evie.”

  Evie gasped beneath me, her arms encircling my back. She spread her legs even wider, then hooked them around me, pulling me closer. Her heels dug into my ass, urging me onward.

  My jaw clenched as I wrestled with dual impulses. A raw, primal drive demanded I bury myself fully and release everything into her, yet another part of me longed to prolong this delicious tension.

  I eased back slightly, retreating just a fraction from her eager depths. “No!” she protested, voice sharp with need. “Don’t, more, I need more, all of it, your seed!”

  I softened my resistance, and her legs pulled me deeper. Her tight channel relented grudgingly, allowing only a couple more inches before halting me again. Evie’s hips rolled insistently, coaxing her pussy to take more of me, and bit by bit, it did.

  I concentrated on a slow rhythm, pulling back and easing forward again. Each time my length retreated, Evie let out a needy whimper, yearning to recim what was lost. With every forward push, her gasps climbed to new peaks of delight. The noises she made, half-formed words, breathy sighs, quick sharp intakes, and long, trembling wails, etched themselves into my mind, spurring me onward, deeper, ever deeper.

  After what seemed an eternity of pleasure, I was fully sheathed inside her. I stilled, savoring the sensations that enveloped not just my shaft but my entire being. I could feel every pulse of her inner walls gripping me, coaxing more from me, while the tip pressed against the deepest part of her, a boundary beyond which only my cum could venture.

  Evie drew a shaky breath and exhaled, murmuring, “So good, so good, so good,” a quiet chant to herself, repeated like a prayer as the air left her lips.

  I steadied myself, unwilling to let this end too soon. I distracted myself and her for a bit, “Evie, you seemed so innocent, yet you know so much about sex? How are you so modest in general but so foulmouthed in bed?”

  Evie smiled, and then pointed to the books on the nightstand beside her bed. “I read a lot of romance and erotica.” She confessed, “And what I’m experiencing is better than what I’ve read.”

  Slowly, I withdrew nearly all the way, her warmth clinging to me, then pushed back in with one fluid, powerful thrust, burying myself even deeper. Her walls convulsed around me as she cried out, swept away by her second climax.

  That broke me. The primal need to cim her overwhelmed every shred of restraint. I pulled back and thrust again, faster, relentless, control slipping away. Pleasure soared to unimaginable heights as I grunted, her screams echoing in my ear. Her pussy sang a desperate plea to be filled.

  With a raw, guttural roar ripping from my chest, I drove into her one final time. My length seemed to thicken as I plunged into her depths, a st, glorious union. My sac tightened, and a surge of intense, almost agonizing bliss raced through me, erupting into her core. Two, three, six pulses, I lost count, as my seed flooded her, each wave drawing cries from us both.

  Rolling off to lie beside her, I sensed her body reluctant to release me, her inner walls clinging as if to hold me within her for as long as she could. As I settled onto the bed, my breathing still uneven, I felt the remnants of my cum seeping from me, my softening length letting it pool across my abdomen while I worked to steady myself.

  I pulled Evie into my arms and kissed her again, letting her enjoy her post orgasmic bliss. We just held each other.

  Just then, the door swung open with a loud creak.

  Both Evie and I startled, blinking toward the doorway.

  There stood Vae, completely naked, unabashed, her blonde hair damp from her bath and clinging to her shoulders, her body glistening with faint drops of water.

  “Well, well,” she said, grinning like she’d just walked in on a surprise party thrown in her honor. She gave a slow cp, ughing as she stepped into the room. “You two put on such a sweet little show for me. Honestly, I wish it had gone on longer.”

  Evie’s face turned bright red but Vae was already climbing onto the bed like she belonged there.

  “But,” Vae continued, her eyes glinting with mischief as she leaned over me and kissed me deeply, “I have a feeling it would be even better if I joined you instead.”

  She settled beside us so boldly that made you forget shame was ever a thing.

  Vae brushed her hand through Evie’s hair. “I hope you don’t mind sharing your bed, and your Ayra, with me.”

  Evie surprised both of us by smiling shyly and saying, “No. Not at all.”

  Vae turned to me, and didn’t waste our time. “I want you to fuck me,” she said, her eyes locking with mine. Her lips curled into a mischievous smile as she gnced at Evie. “And I want you to join us too.”

  Evie raised an eyebrow. “Oh? What exactly did you have in mind, Vae?”

  Vae grinned, her small breasts rising with her breath. “I’ve read about this position in one of those erotic books you read,” she said, pointing to the books on the nightstand. “I’ve been dying to try it. You’ll love it, I promise.”

  She turned her attention back to me, her hand sliding down my breasts, her fingers grazing my skin. “Lay on your back,” she instructed. I obeyed without. Vae straddled me, her thighs framing my hips, and I felt her cool hand wrap around my cock which had hardened again.

  “Mmm, you’re so hard already,” she gasped. She guided me inside her, sinking down slowly until I was completely sheathed in her tight, wet heat. I groaned, my hands gripping her wide hips as she began to move, her small frame bouncing easily as she rode me.

  Her pussy felt incredible, her walls gripping me with every thrust. Her small breasts jiggled with each movement, and I couldn’t help but reach up to cup them, my thumbs brushing over her nipples. Vae let out a soft moan, her head tilting back as she picked up the pace.

  “Evie,” she panted. “Sit on her face.”

  Evie’s eyes widened for a moment, but then a sly smile spread across her lips. She moved gracefully, her long legs straddling my shoulders as she positioned herself above me. “Are you sure you’re okay with this?” she asked.

  “I’ve dreamt about a woman sitting on my face more than you can imagine,” I said. Evie giggled as lowered herself onto my face, her pussy pressing against my lips. I wasted no time, my tongue darting out to taste her. Mana cum was gone, it looked her body had absorbed all of it quickly,

  Evie was warm and wet, her scent intoxicating as I vished attention on her clit.

  Evie let out a soft gasp, her fingers tangling in my hair as she ground against my mouth. I could feel her thighs trembling on either side of my head, and I doubled down, my tongue working in rhythm with Vae’s movements on my cock.

  Vae was riding me with a hypnotic rhythm, her small frame moving effortlessly as she took me deeper with each thrust. Her hands were on my tits, her nails lightly scraping my skin as she leaned forward, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. “Fuck, you feel so good,” she moaned, I could barely hear her thanks to Evie’s thighs around my ears.

  Evie was moaning too, her hips rolling against my face as she rode my tongue. Her fingers were still tangled in my hair, guiding me as I explored every inch of her. “Don’t stop,” she breathed.

  Vae reached back, her hand finding my balls and giving them a gentle squeeze. The sensation sent a jolt of pleasure through me, and I groaned against Evie’s pussy, my tongue working faster.

  Evie’s fingers moved to my breasts, her touch soft but insistent as she teased my nipples. The combination of sensations was overwhelming, Vae’s tight pussy around my cock, Evie’s wetness against my tongue, their hands on my body, it was almost too much, but I didn’t want it to stop.

  Vae’s pace quickened, her hips smming down on me with increasing urgency. “I’m close,” she gasped. “Don’t stop, please.” I wouldn’t even if I could.

  I could feel her walls tightening around me, her body trembling as she approached the edge. Evie was moaning louder now, her thighs squeezing my head as she ground against my mouth. “Oh goddess,” she whimpered, her fingers tightening on my breasts.

  “Fuck, I’m gonna cum,” Vae cried, her voice breaking as her pussy convulsed around me. Her pussy clenched tightly.

  Evie’s thighs tightened around my head as she reached her own climax, her pussy trembling against my tongue as she came. Her moans were music to my ears, her body trembling as she rode out her orgasm.

  The taste of her was divine, sweet and tangy, and I moaned against her, my tongue pping at her sensitive folds.

  I could no longer hold back. My cock throbbed inside Vae’s cunt, and I erupted, my cum surging into her in a series of spurts, my cock pulsing intensely with each spurt. Vae cried out, her pussy convulsing as she came, milking every st drop from me.

  We were lost in the mist of pleasure, our cries mingling as our bodies trembled with the force of our orgasms.

  As we slowly came down from our highs, Vae colpsed onto my chest.

  Her pussy was still wrapped around my softening cock, and she let out a contented sigh. Evie shifted off my face, her body sprawled out beside me, her chest rising and falling as she caught her breath.

  “You borrowed my erotica…” Evie said.

  “Sorry for not asking, but there’s a strange thrill in reading something like that in secret,” Vae said.

  “I’m gd you did,” Evie said, still catching her breath “this was so good.”

  Vae tilted her head to look up at me. “And, you my dy. You are amazing.”

  I smiled, my heart still racing. “So are both of you,” I replied, my voice hoarse.