Damian rested against the carved headboard with Alice curled against one side and Rah against the other.
Across from them Mary and Loth lay intertwined, their bodies still flushed, soft kisses lingering between them as the last tremors of pleasure faded.
After a time Damian's hand drifted along Alice's hip, then Rah's, before he shifted and sat up more fully. His gaze settled on Mary and Loth with renewed heat. He extended a hand toward the two women.
"Come here," he said, voice low and rough with lingering desire. "Both of you."
Mary lifted her head first, a slow smile curving her lips. She rose onto her knees and crawled across the wide mattress, Loth following close behind.
Alice and Rah shifted aside to make space, settling against the pillows with open interest, their bodies still bare and marked by the earlier passion. Neither spoke, but their eyes remained fixed on the approaching pair, watching as Mary and Loth reached Damian.
