**Chapter 394: Quiet Recovery**
**Dagon's POV**
I had been recovering for ten days now.
Three days in a Force-induced coma after the Naboo incident, followed by a full week in the Jedi Temple's medical wing. The purification ritual on Naboo had pushed my body and the Force to their absolute limits. Losing nearly ninety percent of my blood had left me weak, fragile, and dependent on others in a way I hated.
But I wasn't alone.
Zule and Stella had been my most attentive visitors. They took turns staying by my bedside, bringing small comforts, talking quietly when I was awake, and simply sitting in silence when I needed rest. Doing anything more intimate in secret had been… difficult. The Temple was not exactly designed for privacy, and the constant presence of healers and watchful Jedi made stolen moments rare.
Still, we managed.
Tonight, the three of us had slipped away to one of the smaller, more secluded healing baths in a quiet wing of the Temple. The bath was warm, scented with calming herbs, and lit only by soft glowing crystals embedded in the walls. The water came up to our chests as we sat together on the submerged stone bench.
Stella, being human and similar to me in appearance, always felt a little strange in these moments. Did it mean I preferred aliens over humans? In my past life, I had never been with any human girl. In this life, Stella was the only one. She looked like the picture of a hot adult cheerleader — blonde hair that fell in soft waves, bright blue eyes, a fit athletic body, and C-cup breasts that fit perfectly in my hands. At twenty-four years old, she was the most shy of all the girls since the beginning, but she also carried the emotional warmth of Ahsoka and the sensual tendency of Kayla and Zule combined.
Zule, on the other hand, was still very affectionate. Her long purple hair floated around her in the water like living silk, her orange-green skin glowing softly in the crystal light. She sat pressed against my left side, one arm draped over my chest.
"We are going to get caught," I said quietly, my voice low. "You guys are lucky they don't have cameras in the Temple baths."
"Don't worry," Stella whispered, her cheeks flushed. "There is no one here right now."
"Yeah, Master," Zule added, nuzzling closer. "Let us heal you."
Their hands moved under the water. Stella's fingers traced slow circles on my thigh while Zule's hand slid higher, wrapping gently around my already hardening cock. I groaned softly as they began to stroke me together, their touches coordinated and teasing.
I leaned back against the edge of the bath, letting the warm water and their attention ease the lingering aches in my body. Stella kissed my neck, her lips soft and warm, while Zule leaned in and captured my mouth in a deep, hungry kiss. Her pheromones mixed with the herbal scent of the bath, creating an intoxicating haze that made my head spin.
"You've been through so much," Stella murmured against my skin. "Let us take care of you tonight."
Zule's hand tightened around me, stroking with slow, deliberate movements. "You saved my family. You saved Naboo. You deserve this."
I reached out with both hands, cupping Stella's breast with one and Zule's with the other. Their nipples hardened instantly under my thumbs. Stella let out a soft moan, pressing into my touch, while Zule arched her back, encouraging me.
We moved together in the water. I pulled Stella onto my lap first, guiding her down onto my cock. She gasped as I filled her, her walls tight and welcoming. Zule watched with dark, hungry eyes, one hand slipping between her own legs as she touched herself to the sight.
Stella began to ride me slowly, her hips rolling in a sensual rhythm that sent ripples through the bathwater. I gripped her waist, helping her move, while Zule leaned in to kiss her, their tongues dancing together above me. The sight was incredibly erotic — two beautiful women lost in pleasure with me at the center.
After a few minutes, I lifted Stella off and turned to Zule. She straddled me eagerly, sinking down onto my cock with a long, satisfied moan. Her inner walls clenched around me as she began to ride harder, more urgently than Stella had. Zule's affection was always more intense, more possessive.
Stella moved behind Zule, kissing her neck and reaching around to play with her breasts, pinching her nipples gently. Zule moaned louder, her pace increasing as she chased her pleasure.
I could feel both of them through the bond — their arousal, their love, their need. It amplified everything. When Zule came, she cried out, her body shuddering as her walls pulsed around me. I followed her over the edge, spilling deep inside her with a low groan.
We didn't stop there.
After a short rest, we switched again. Stella took me from behind while I pleasured Zule with my mouth. Then Zule rode me reverse while Stella kissed and touched us both. The water splashed around us as our movements grew more frantic, the three of us lost in a tangle of limbs, kisses, and shared pleasure.
By the time we finally finished, all three of us were breathless and spent. We floated together in the warm water, bodies pressed close, hearts beating in sync.
"You're going to be the death of me," I murmured, half-joking.
Zule laughed softly against my chest. "Only the good kind."
Stella kissed my shoulder. "We'll always take care of you, Master. Just like you take care of us."
We stayed in the bath a little longer, enjoying the quiet intimacy before we had to slip back to our rooms. The Temple might be peaceful, but it was never truly private.
Still, for those stolen moments, it was enough.
**Scene 2 – Bedroom, Later That Night**
We moved from the bath to my private quarters, still damp and flushed from the water. The moment the door closed, Zule pushed me onto the bed with surprising strength. Stella followed, crawling over me with a shy but eager smile.
"You saved my family," Zule whispered, straddling my waist again. "You gave me back my sisters and made them part of our family. I think you deserve a proper reward."
She leaned down and kissed me deeply, her long purple hair falling around us like a curtain. Stella moved to my side, her hands exploring my chest and stomach as she kissed my neck and shoulder.
I groaned into Zule's mouth as she guided me inside her once more. She was still slick and warm from the bath, her inner walls gripping me tightly as she began to ride me with slow, deliberate rolls of her hips. Stella kissed lower, her mouth finding one of my nipples while her hand slipped between Zule and me to rub Zule's clit.
The dual stimulation made Zule moan loudly, her pace quickening. I gripped her hips, thrusting up to meet her, while Stella continued to kiss and touch us both.
"Master…" Zule gasped, her golden eyes half-lidded with pleasure. "You feel so good…"
Stella moved behind Zule, pressing her body against Zule's back. She reached around to play with Zule's breasts, pinching her nipples as she rode me harder. The sight and sensation of both women together was overwhelming.
I sat up, wrapping one arm around Zule's waist and the other around Stella, pulling them both closer. We moved together in a rhythm of shared pleasure — kisses, touches, and whispered words of affection filling the room.
When Zule came again, she cried out, her walls pulsing around me. Stella followed soon after, her soft moans muffled against Zule's shoulder as I touched her. I held on as long as I could, then let go, spilling deep inside Zule with a low groan of release.
We collapsed together on the bed in a tangle of limbs, breathing hard, bodies slick with sweat and bathwater. Zule curled against my left side, Stella against my right. I held them both close, one arm around each.
"You're going to kill me one day," I murmured, half-joking.
Zule laughed softly. "Only the good kind of death."
Stella kissed my chest. "We love you, Master. All of us."
I pressed a kiss to each of their heads. "And I love you. All of you."
We fell asleep like that — tangled together, safe for the moment, the war and its complications waiting outside the door.
For tonight, there was only warmth, closeness, and the quiet promise that we would face whatever came next together.