Diana's pale divine form moved gracefully toward the bed, her cold goddess exterior completely transformed in this moment. She understood what Vritra wanted, what he expected. The way he had looked at her, the commanding tone in his voice when he said "Lick it" – it awakened something primal within her.
The other wives watched with various expressions. Yasmine's red lips curved into a knowing smile as she remained beneath Vritra, her body still pressed against his. Teresa glanced up from the treasures she was organizing, a slight blush crossing her features, but she made no move to leave. Vanessa emerged from the bathing chamber, her breasts full and heavy with milk, and paused at the doorway, taking in the scene before her with anticipation in her dark eyes.
