Ethan woke up late to the sound of Evelyn pounding hard on the bedroom door.
The warm weight on his chest shifted. Arwen and Auryndra's delicate, voluptuous bodies slid slowly off him as the two of them stirred awake.
Soft yawns escaped the lips of the elven sisters.
"Ah… what time is it?" Ethan asked, his voice still hoarse as he rubbed his face with the palm of his hand.
"Hm… I think it's noon," Arwen murmured.
She closed her eyes for a moment to feel the nature around her, forcing herself up onto her knees on the bed.
The mattress sank slightly beneath her, and her plump bottom settled onto her heels, the plush flesh molding around them.
"Yes, noon," she confirmed, brushing a strand of green hair from her face and stretching with a low moan.
Her arms rose above her head, pulling her massive breasts upward with them. Her pink nipples pointed at the ceiling for a second. Then she relaxed, and all that weight dropped back onto her chest in a slow, heavy bounce.
