Julian exhaled, clearly pleased by the sight of them working together.
"Mira," he said, his voice low and rough, "take my balls."
Mira froze for half a second.
Her lips were still near his cock when she looked up at him.
"I… I have never done that, Young Lord."
Julian raised a brow.
"Why not? Has your husband never made you do it?"
The question landed heavier than a simple order. Mira's throat tightened. Hearing him bring her husband into the room while her mouth was still wet from another man's cock made the moment feel even filthier.
"He… he never asked," she whispered. "He does not like wasting time. When we are together, he usually just…"
She could not finish it cleanly.
Sera pulled off his cock with a wet sound and glanced sideways at Mira with a faint, knowing smile.
"Then your husband wasted you," Sera murmured. "A mouth like that should have been used properly."
Mira's face burned deeper.
Julian chuckled. "Listen to her. She is right."
