Neko licked her lips clean, a satisfied purr rumbling in her chest as she curled up against Damon’s thigh.

He looked at the three women splayed across the luxurious rug.

Ariel was breathing heavily, her blue hair fanned out like a dark wave.

Mio had rolled onto her side, watching him with hazy, hungry eyes.

Mia was still on her hands and knees, her head bowed, but he could see the subtle tremble in her thighs.

’Time for the main course.’

Damon stood, his body now filled with renewed energy.

He walked to Ariel first, offering her a hand.

She took his hand, her fingers trembling, and let him pull her to her feet. She swayed, unsteady, and leaned into his chest.

He scooped her up, one arm under her knees, the other supporting her back, and carried her to the massive bed.

He laid her down on the silken sheets, her pale skin a stark contrast against the deep blue.

Her vivid blue eyes were clouded with need, fixed on his face.

"Damon," she whispered, spreading her legs for him in a gesture that was both innocent and utterly lewd.

He didn’t make her wait. He climbed over her, settling between her thighs. The head of his cock nudged against her soaked pussy.

He looked down at her, meeting her gaze.

"Tell me what you want." he said.

"You, I want you inside me. I want to feel you... all of you." she breathed, her hands coming up to clutch at his shoulders." she breathed, her hands coming up to clutch at his shoulders.

He pushed forward in one smooth, firm stroke, sheathing himself completely inside her tight, wet heat.

Ariel’s back arched off the bed, a sharp cry tearing from her throat that melted into a long, shuddering moan.

Her inner walls clenched around him rhythmically, pulling him deeper.

He began to move, setting a deep, measured pace.

Each thrust was deliberate, grinding against that sweet spot inside her that made her eyes roll back.

He leaned down, capturing her mouth in a searing kiss, swallowing her whimpers.

His hands roamed her body, squeezing her plump breasts, pinching her nipples until she gasped into his mouth.

He could feel the pleasure building in her, a tight coil ready to snap.

"I’m coming~! Damon." she panted, her nails digging into his back.

"Please, don’t stop~!"

He didn’t. He drove into her harder, faster, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room.

Ariel’s climax hit her like a tidal wave, her body convulsing under his, a gush of wetness soaking the sheets beneath them.

"Ahhn~! I’m coming~! Damon~!"

She screamed his name, a raw, unfiltered sound of pure ecstasy.

When her climax subsided, he pulled out slowly, leaving her gasping and boneless on the bed.

He turned. Mia was already there, standing beside the bed, having crept over silently.

Her deep purple eyes were wide, her shyness burned away by the spectacle, replaced by a bold, desperate hunger.

"My turn~!" she said.

She didn’t wait for him to guide her.

She climbed onto the bed, presenting her back to him, her voluptuous bottom raised in the air.

She looked over her shoulder, her face flushed.

"Like this," she murmured. "Please."

Damon moved behind her, his hands gripping the generous curves of her hips. He positioned himself and pushed into her with a single, powerful thrust.

Mia cried out, a sound of shock and overwhelming pleasure.

Her body bowed, but she pushed back against him, taking him deeper.

"Yes~! Harder~!" she begged, her reserved facade crumbling completely.

He gave her what she wanted. His thrusts were punishing, each one driving her forward on the bed.

The slapping sounds were louder now, mingled with her choked sobs of pleasure. He reached around, his fingers finding her clit, rubbing tight, rapid circles.

"Damon~! I’m- I’m gonna~!"

Her sentence ended in a wordless shriek as her climax ripped through her.

Her inner muscles milked him violently, and this time, he let his own control slip.

With a final, deep thrust, he spilled himself inside her, his own groan muffled against her shoulder.

They stayed like that for a moment, both breathing raggedly. Then he pulled out, and Mia collapsed onto her stomach, utterly spent.

Mio was already moving. She pushed her sister’s limp body aside with a gentle nudge and straddled Damon’s hips before he could even sit up. Her cheerful energy was back, focused into a single, determined purpose.

"Now, It’s my turn..." she announced, a playful smirk on her lips.

She guided him into her with a slow, deliberate sink, her deep purple eyes locked on his.

She let out a long, satisfied sigh as she took him all the way.

"Finally~!"

She began to move, riding him with a confident, rolling rhythm that made his breath catch. She leaned forward, her heavy breasts swaying above his face.

"You feel so good," she moaned, grinding down on him.

"Don’t hold back! Give me everything!"

He gripped her hips, helping her set a faster pace.

Mio’s cheerful moans turned into broken cries.

Her ponytail came loose, her purple hair cascading around her shoulders as she threw her head back.

"I’m there~! I’m there~!" she chanted, her body tightening around him.

He felt his own climax building again, a deep pressure at the base of his spine.

He surged up, flipping them over in one smooth motion, pinning her beneath him. He drove into her, deep and relentless, and that was all it took.

"I’m coming~!"

Mio’s climax crashed over her, her body arching off the bed as she screamed.

The intense clenching of her walls pushed him over the edge right after her, and he emptied himself inside her.

He collapsed beside her, the scent of sex and sweat thick in the air.

The three women lay around him in various states of unconscious bliss, their skin glistening, their chests rising and falling with deep, even breaths.

Damon stared at the ornate ceiling, the pleasant exhaustion in his limbs a familiar comfort.