Claude had thought that when he woke up, he'd just relax for a while—have tea with his mother, lounge around with his harem, and enjoy a peaceful days before heading off to Cortinvar again.
But fate had different plans.
He dreamed of an angel giving him a heavenly blowjob—so vivid, so damn good that he stirred awake, only to find Rosetta and Evelyn already between his legs.
Their lips teased along his length, tasting his morning wood.
"Well... what a workout to start the morning, eh?" Claude smirked, voice still husky from sleep.
Rosetta chuckled against his shaft, glancing up with a playful pout. "It's because you didn't touch us at all last night," she protested.
Evelyn gave a sly grin, pausing to stroke his cock. "Luckily, we got rid of all the other girls. Now you're ours for the whole day."
Claude raised an eyebrow, teasing, "What if I said I'm busy and need to leave now?"
The two women exchanged a look—and then a synchronized frown.
