"Mhm..."
Aestrea mumbled sleepily.
The red silk sheets were tangled and messy, scattered with peony petals and the faint scent of their passion still lingering in the air.
The red lanterns had dimmed to a warm, gentle light, creating a peaceful and intimate atmosphere.
He slowly opened his eyes, feeling the warmth of bodies pressed against him from multiple sides.
He had expected to wake up with only Luna in his arms after their long, passionate night. But as his vision cleared, he realized he was surrounded by three women.
Luna was curled against his left side, her long white hair spread across his chest like a blanket of starlight.
Her massive breasts were pressed warmly against his arm, her breathing soft and content as she slept peacefully.
On his right side, Yennefer was clinging to him tightly, her voluptuous body pressed against him as if she never wanted to let go.
Her crimson eyes were still closed, but her hand was possessively resting on his chest.
