"B-Babe, I can't.."
"Just a little more..."
"H-Haven't you had your fill yet...?"
"Of you two? Never..."
Nyx watched her son and two of his wives make out for a little longer before deciding she couldn't stomach any more.
"Okay, break them up, sweetie."
Keres rolled up her sleeves and floated to the trio.
Anna and Celeste were each sitting on top of Malachi's lap, sharing a rather passionate and lengthy lip lock. Sometimes it was just the two of them going at it, and at others, it was all three…
Keres had never understood mushy things, so to her, her brother was just being incredibly gross.
She stuck her hands between the group's faces and pulled them apart forcefully.
"Enough of this…any more and you'll all end up addicted to each other."
The trio hadn't even gotten dressed when they got out of the shower; they just wrapped themselves in towels.
