The room was still.
Just three people sprawled across silk sheets, bodies trembling with aftershocks of pleasure.
But while Catherine's eyes had drifted closed and Alex lay recovering beside her, Victoria was anything but still.
Her breathing was deliberate. Controlled.
Deep inhales through her nose, slow exhales through parted lips.
Trying to calm the desperate need that had been building while she watched Alex fuck Catherine.
While she helped them. Tasted them.
It had been exquisite torture.
And now... finally... it was her turn.
Victoria's eyes traced down Alex's body.
He was collapsed beside Catherine, chest still heaving, skin glistening with sweat.
And between his legs...
Still semi-hard despite everything they'd just done.
Victoria's control snapped.
She moved.
Crawled across the bed with predatory grace until she was between his legs.
Alex's eyes opened, found her there, and something like understanding crossed his face.
"Shh."
