The twin moons had lowered in the sky before anyone moved. The chamber was still warmed from two rounds and the scent of sex lingered in the heavy air, mixed in with the faintest hint of metal that always clung to Lucifer. Vina lay half on top of him, cheek against his chest, and Ella stretched along the right side of his body, one leg over both of theirs. Luna had claimed his left, her fingers still loosely entwined with Vina's where their hands rested on his stomach.
No one had gotten dressed. No one had suggested a halt.
Ella was the first to speak, lifting her head to regard Lucifer with a slow satisfied smile that still held meaning. "Two rounds is a good beginning but not the sort of thing I had in mind when it was decided we were keeping you here. Vina got you first. Luna and I both took turns riding you. I want something slow and deep this time. Something that allows me to feel every inch while the other two deliberately make it worse."
