The atmosphere inside the wooden cabin was sensual.
The fireplace crackled softly in the corner, but the primary source of heat came from the tangled pile of limbs on the makeshift bed.
Judas lay on his back, staring up at the wooden beams of the ceiling, a profound sense of satisfaction settling deep in his bones.
His arm was numb, pinned beneath the weight of Nina and Luna on his left, while his right side was occupied by the soft curves of Summer and Ezra.
They were all naked, their skin slick with a sheen of perspiration that glistened in the firelight. The sheets were a chaotic mess, kicked down to their ankles during the fervor of their reunion.
"So..." Summer's voice broke the comfortable silence. She was resting her chin on his chest, her crimson eyes tracing the line of his jaw. She looked like a satiated cat, though the dark circles under her eyes hinted at the intensity of their session.
