The room was already soaked in heat sex, sweat, and the kind of moans that made the walls pulse. Janelle and Mirabel stepped out of the bathroom like queens. Bare. Wet. Marked.
Mirabel's eyes swept across the room.
Naya panting, tied in red silk, her legs wide open with her vibrator still buzzing.
Aster lounging like a damn predator, fingers between her thighs, slow and sinful.
Kade shirtless now, cock still hard, waiting like a loyal dog for his turn.
Janelle smiled. "They didn't even wait for us."
Mirabel walked in like she owned the room. Because she did.
"They don't get me," she said softly, pulling a robe halfway around her, letting it hang open, "unless you say so."
Janelle tilted her head. A smirk. A challenge.
"Then strip."
Mirabel dropped the robe.
Kade choked on his breath. Naya whimpered. Aster licked her fingers.
Janelle kissed Mirabel's mouth like it was sacred, and then slowly turned to the toys.
"She's mine. You touch her when I say."
She stepped closer to Kade, dragging her nails across his chest. "But you? You'll warm her up for me."
Mirabel sat like a queen, legs crossed, eyes dark.
"Come to me, Kade."
And he did. On his knees. Crawling.
His head slipped between her thighs, licking, soft and slow.
"Don't make her cum," Janelle ordered from behind.
"Edge her. Just like she likes it."
Mirabel trembled. "Fuck, Jan..."
And just like that, Aster pulled Naya to her knees, whispering, "Watch your goddess get ruined."
The room turned into worship.
Kade between Mirabel's thighs.
Naya panting while watching.
Aster playing with Naya like a puppet.
And Janelle?
Janelle stood behind them all controlling. Watching. Fingers slowly playing with herself until the control snapped and she grabbed Mirabel by the chin and kissed her like a warning.
"You're cumming when I say."
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To be continued