Her body shook around Jude's fingers, thighs clenching, her moans sharp and bright, hips jerking in time with his strokes. Elira came seconds later, crying out as her pussy clenched around Jude's cock, her back arching, her whole body trembling. Jude followed, his climax deep and shuddering, filling Elira with heat as she collapsed on top of him, her breath ragged, her lips finding his neck again.
They stayed like that for a long moment - tangled, wet, panting - until they heard movement from the other side of the room.
Sophie stood there, wrapped in a loose wrap of woven leaves and silk. Her hair was messy, her thighs slick, her expression unreadable.
"You started without us," she said, voice calm but hungry.
Rose stepped beside her, bare as always, smirking. "We'll catch up."
Lucy appeared next, yawning, rubbing sleep from her eyes, but her smile was unmistakable. "I was wondering why the air smelled like sex again."