hot nights

While the first envoys ventured beyond Aetheria's borders to spread Jack's influence, he remained in the grand temple, indulging in the devotion of his most faithful followers. The women who served him were not just priestesses or warriors—they were entirely his mind, body, and soul. Their loyalty knew no bounds, and their desire for him eclipsed everything.

The evening air was thick with incense, the dim glow of enchanted lanterns casting shifting golden hues over the lavish chamber. Jack sat upon a grand seat, reclining with effortless dominance as the priestesses knelt before him. The air hummed with anticipation, their bodies trembling with unspoken longing.