Morgana circled the three women slowly, her eyes glowing faintly red in the dim lighting of her bedroom.
The blonde. The brunette. The redhead... All three stood perfectly still, their minds clouded by Thierry's compulsion, their bodies already responding to Morgana's presence.
"Strip," Morgana commanded softly.
Without hesitation, all three women began removing their clothes and within seconds, they stood naked before her.
Morgana's fangs lengthened fully, her anticipation building.
"On the bed," she instructed. "All of you."
They obeyed, climbing onto her massive bed and arranging themselves as if they'd been choreographed, the blonde on her back, the brunette on her knees, the redhead lying on her side.
Morgana approached, shedding her own dress as she moved.
She crawled onto the bed like a predator stalking prey, positioning herself between them.
