You are mine. 18+

Solene's room shimmered under the low gold of lanternlight, casting shadows across flushed skin and tangled sheets. The air was thick with heat, breath, and the taste of anticipation.

Solene stood at the foot of the bed, robe sliding from her shoulders, baring her sculpted body. Her eyes roamed across Nerys and Seraphyne, their chests rising and falling, lips parted as their eyes locked on her.

"Tonight," Solene murmured, her voice a deep promise, "I don't want restraint. I want you. Both of you."

Seraphyne stepped forward, shy but yearning, her hands trembling. Nerys came behind her, calm and bold. She gently pulled Seraphyne's dress over her head, baring her soft curves to the room. "Then let's make it real," Nerys whispered.

Solene stepped in close, pressing her lips to Seraphyne's neck as her hands slid over her breasts, cupping, teasing, thumbs brushing her nipples until they hardened. Seraphyne gasped, body already squirming between their touches.

Nerys kissed Seraphyne from behind, one hand tracing down her stomach to cup her pussy, fingers stroking gently while Solene captured her lips.

The three moved toward the bed, shedding what was left of their clothing.

Seraphyne lay back first, moaning as Solene climbed over her, pinning her wrists to the sheets with a dominant smile. "Be good for me," Solene said.

She kissed down Seraphyne's body, trailing her tongue over her breasts, biting just enough to make her whimper, before moving between her thighs. She parted her gently, running her tongue along her slit, slow and deliberate, savoring the taste.

Nerys moved beside them, watching with burning eyes before taking Solene's face and kissing her hard—tasting Seraphyne on her tongue.

"She's delicious," Nerys murmured, then turned her attention to Seraphyne, sucking one nipple into her mouth while her fingers teased her clit.

"Please," Seraphyne moaned, arching. "I need..."

Solene slid two fingers into her, fucking her slowly, curling with precision while Nerys bit her neck, drawing a gasp.

The combined assault drove Seraphyne wild. Her hips bucked, cries echoing, until her body shuddered and she came, crying their names.

But they weren't done.

Solene rolled onto her back and beckoned. "Nerys. Take me."

Nerys straddled her, their bodies grinding as she reached between them and guided Solene's fingers into her own dripping heat, riding them slowly at first, then faster, harder, her breasts bouncing, breath ragged.

Seraphyne crawled up to kiss Solene, stroking her breasts, then moving down to taste Nerys where their bodies met. Her tongue lapped at the slick joining of their flesh, desperate to please them both.

Solene fucked up into Nerys as she held Seraphyne's head in place, guiding her movements.

When all three climaxed together, it was a symphony—moans layered, bodies convulsing, sweat-slicked limbs wrapped tight.

They collapsed in a heap, tangled in love, in lust, in everything they finally let themselves feel.

No more pretending.

Only yes.

Only them.

...

Morning came slowly, light creeping in through gauzy curtains to bathe the room in a soft, golden hue. The air was thick with the scent of skin, sex, and warmth.

Solene stirred first.

She lay on her back, one arm beneath Seraphyne, the other tangled with Nerys. Their bodies were pressed together, skin to skin, breath mingling.

Seraphyne slept with her face nestled against Solene's collarbone, a faint smile still lingering on her lips. Her body was warm, her breathing slow and content.

Solene turned her head, brushing a kiss to Seraphyne's forehead, her fingers running gently down her back. She looked peaceful. Loved. Safe.

A soft sigh came from beside them.

Nerys had one leg draped over them both, eyes half open as she watched with a sleepy smirk. "You look like you're worshipping her."

Solene didn't deny it.

"Maybe I am."

Nerys stretched, then curled in closer, pressing a kiss to Solene's shoulder. "I don't mind. She needs it."

Their eyes met—no jealousy, no resentment. Just understanding.

Solene whispered, "Thank you."

Nerys nodded. "She's yours. I'm yours. We belong to each other now."

Seraphyne stirred, blinking up at them, her voice groggy but sweet. "Are we talking about me?"

Solene smiled and leaned in, kissing her lips. "Always."

Wrapped in limbs and love, the three stayed tangled a while longer, letting the day begin on their own terms.