Natalie straddled him as Layla curled beside them, her fingers tangled in Lucy's hair as the redhead kissed her breast. Susan rode his thigh, her moans soft and desperate as Zoey guided her. Scarlet whispered his name as she lay across his chest, while Emma's mouth returned to his length, tongue dancing, breath hot.
And through it all, Rose watched, smiling.
When her turn came, she didn't ride him.
She claimed him.
Slow. Deep. Holding his face in her hands as her body took him in, her eyes locked to his, their breath in perfect harmony. He came inside her, gasping her name. She kissed him, slow and full.
And then they lay together, tangled in heat and glow and quiet.
For a while, no one spoke.
Their bodies hummed, their skin still slick with pleasure, hearts beating in shared time.
And then the chamber responded.
A doorway formed ahead.
No stairs.
No light.
Just space.