After mating the endless night, flesh and heart mingled together, each breath a mingling of hunger and tenderness, as their bodies sought solace in the other. By the time they finally returned home, dawn was creeping in.
In the morning, however, when he came back inside, he was immediately surrounded by a storm of feminine energy.
"Ladies… what exactly are you doing?" Victor asked, genuine confusion flickering in his gaze as he looked at Selene clinging to him, her grip as tight as a koala's. Not only that, but Raven hovered behind him, silent and intense, while his left hand was hesitantly claimed by Nyx, who pouted without uttering a single word.
His right hand, well, Thalia was barely holding on, her face a bright shade of red, but even through her shyness, she refused to let go.
Emberlyn's voice cut through the awkward tension, "Come on now, how long are you girls going to hold him hostage? He needs to eat!" She set the food on the dining table with a dramatic clatter.
