Elion's eyes widened in genuine shock, drinking in their sexy figures, the bare breasts heaving softly, the raw exposure of Ophelia's thick, round ass and huge tits contrasting with Esmeralda's petite curves and full breasts, all laid out like an offering in the lavish hall.
What the actual fuck?
His mind blanked for half a second.
This escalated a bit too quickly for my comfort.
Who was he kidding?
His throat felt dry, but his instincts screamed louder than his rationality; his cock twitched to, slowly hardening despite the wariness flooding his veins.
This situation was many things.
Too direct. Too easy. Too deliberate. Too convenient?
He didn't move straight away, and he didn't step forward. But he didn't step back either.
He simply stared at them, trying to process what was happening while keeping his breathing steady.
