The next morning, sunlight filtered through the curtains of my bedroom, casting a warm glow over the tangled sheets where Lyra still slept beside me, her naked body pressed against mine.
Her hand rested possessively on my thigh, fingers inches from my morning wood.
I shifted, my cock throbbing as memories of last night flooded back. The way she'd begged for more, her holes stretched by my cock and filled repeatedly with cum, it all made me hornier than the horniest god.
I thought back to what she said last night. Having her with the twins would feel heavenly no doubt.
I slipped out of bed quietly, leaving Lyra to rest, and headed to the kitchen to brew coffee. This world was much like modern earth minus the various races and the invading forces.
My mind raced with possibilities—four bodies entwining, no holds barred.
It would be a divine experience on par with my time with the Three Sisters.
I quickly went to the twins and proposed that they join me on a foursome.
