Still holding both women close, he let his hands wander.
He pulled Nadia's dress up.
His hand slid underneath the fabric and gripped her bare ass cheek.
"Hmmm—!" She jolted, a sharp gasp escaping her lips.
His fingers caressed, squeezed, kneaded the firm flesh, sending jolts of pain mixed with forbidden pleasure through her body. She bit her lip, trying to suppress a moan.
At the same time, his left hand slid under Fauna's dress, hiking up the fabric, his palm pressing against her bare ass cheek.
He squeezed firmly, and she bit her lip hard to keep from moaning. His finger found the edge of her underwear and slipped past it, pressing against her tight anus, beginning to circle and probe.
Both women went weak.
Nadia, who moments ago had been holding Mika aloft, now found herself being held up by him.
Fauna slumped against his side, her thighs pressed together, her body trembling.
"Mika." Fauna whispered, her voice breathless. "Stop...don't. Nadia's right here..."
