The balcony's chill clung to their skin like a lover's breath, but Aiden's heat chased it away. He scooped Amber up in one arm—her naked body limp and glowing, full breasts pressing soft against his chest, yellow hair tangled wild from his fists.
Her green eyes fluttered half-open, glazed with aftershocks, a lazy smile curving her swollen lips. "Aiden... more... don't stop now ❤️..." she murmured, legs wrapping loose around his waist, her slick pussy brushing his abs, leaving a warm trail.
Arina staggered to her feet beside them, thighs sticky, white hair mussed, her knight's tunic half-unlaced from her own frantic fingers.
Jealousy still burned low in her gut, but it mixed with a wild, buzzing high—watching had broken something in her, and now she craved to join the wreck.
"Wait... me too," she panted, voice rough, hand reaching for his shoulder. Her blue eyes locked on Amber's flushed face, envy sparking hotter.
'She's had him twice... I need my turn. Fuck, I need it bad.'
