Demonic Pornstar System

The camera, momentarily manned by Kaiden, zoomed in on her, reframing the moment to make it seem as if it were the start of a gladiator’s entrance.

And everyone knew...

Aria’s round was going to be a different beast entirely.

Aria walked slowly into frame, her sensual hips swaying with the poise of someone who owned every step. Her body was visibly full of confidence. How couldn’t she be? Aria loved her fellow harem members dearly and considered them her best friends, but still...

At the end of the day, it was true that she was going to have to show off gym moves after Nyx, who was more of a pancake and Nutella girl than a gym one, and a literal gamer gremlin...

While it was true that these so-called challenges weren’t exactly related to what she did in gyms before, as they were leaning much more into a flirty duet than actual training, she was feeling very confident.

So, she walked toward Kaiden as a gym girl to the core, her abs sculpted and defined, her honed legs showing beneath form-fitting yoga pants.

But before she reached Kaiden, she turned her head just slightly, sending a single backward glance toward the bench behind her.

Luna, momentarily drained of both energy and brainpower, flopped on it like a kitten post-defeat. As such, she didn’t even notice.

But Nyx sure as hell did.

And what she saw made her exhale through her nose with a knowing smirk.

Aria’s smile was sweet. Polite. Serene.