"Let's not be greedy, darling," Helena said, her voice smooth and calculated. "Why don't we show Master what each of us can offer... and let him decide who deserves his attention?"
She turned toward Alex, her body angling to display herself perfectly in the dim light.
Her expression shifted... seeking, hopeful, like a student waiting for the teacher's approval.
"What do you say, Master?"
The question hung in the air, delicate and deliberate.
Alex had been watching the entire confrontation with dark amusement, his cock still rigid despite having just destroyed Jennifer moments before.
He reached out suddenly, his hand gripping Helena's waist and pulling her close.
Before she could react, his mouth crashed against hers.
The kiss was possessive, commanding, claiming her in front of the other two women.
Helena melted into it immediately, her hands coming up to grip his shoulders, a soft moan escaping her throat.
When he pulled back, she was breathless, her eyes glazed.
