Steam curled thick in the cathedral silence of the bathroom, fogging the mirrors, wrapping me in a cocoon of heat and anticipation. Tonight wasn't just flesh meeting flesh. It was a trial. A consecration.
A baptism in the fire of insatiable need laid bare before me.
It was a trial by fire.
My first orgy.
A swirling vortex of eight ravenous appetites–
Eight women. Eight souls burning with the kind of hunger that could hollow out cities. Madison and Amanda alone… embodied the hunger of centuries, their appetites were legendary, twin supernovas of desire that could drain lesser men dry in minutes. And the other six? Variables. Unknown quantities of starvation, desperation, and potent, untamed sexuality.
Six were delicious, terrifying unknowns.
