Ella's robe hit the floor with a soft whisper of silk. She stood there completely naked, her athletic body bathed in crimson moonlight—full, firm breasts with dark nipples already stiff, toned abs from years of brutal training, and a glistening wetness already coating her smooth pussy lips. She looked like a predator ready to devour.
Luna, still sprawled and leaking Lucifer's cum from her freshly-fucked hole, made a shy, embarrassed sound and tried to pull the corner of the robe over her chest and between her legs. Her face burned crimson. "E-Ella… I…"
Ella's flirty smile widened. She stepped closer, hips swaying. "Shy thing," she purred, voice low and dripping with lust. "After what I just walked in on? Don't hide that pretty, cum-filled pussy from me."
Lucifer watched them both with dark, hungry eyes, his thick cock still rock-hard and glistening. Shadows curled lazily around the three of them like living smoke.
