Morning light filtered through the small wooden window of Mira's house, casting golden rays across the bedroom.
The bed was a battlefield of flesh.
Tianlong lay in the center, his muscular body relaxed, arms spread wide. Each muscle group was perfectly defined—his chest rising and falling with slow breaths, his abs carved like stone, his thick thighs framing the softness surrounding him.
Around him, draped across him, were his wives.
All completely naked. All utterly exhausted.
Akane—the fox-woman—was sprawled half on top of him, her massive breasts pressed against his side, her silver hair spilled across his chest like a waterfall.
Both her pussy and ass were visibly gaped, still leaking dried cum from the night's activities.
Her nine crimson tails were tangled with Yuna's in an unconscious embrace. Her face was peaceful in sleep, but her lips were swollen from hours of kissing and other activities.
