Chapter 137: Bonus
The air in Lia’s cozy bedroom was a haze of sex and oil—sweet lavender, heady vanilla, sharp mint blossom, and the raw, musky scent of their combined release, the lavender lamp’s glow casting flickering shadows across the walls.
Lia was still panting, curled against Lor’s chest, her thick thighs slick and trembling, her freckled breasts gleaming with oil and sweat, her dark green lace panties streaked with cum.
Sophia clung to his back, her arms looped around his shoulders, her small breasts pressed against his spine, nipples rubbing against the sweat-slicked skin, her breath hot and uneven against his neck.
The room was a den of ruin now—sheets twisted, their bodies flushed and marked by pleasure, the scent of their ritual heavy in the air, clinging to their skin like a second spell.
Lor exhaled slowly, brushing a strand of red curls from Lia’s cheek, his voice low and thick with satisfaction.
"You two are..." He paused, grinning, his hazel eyes glinting with dazed awe. "Fucking incredible."
Lia huffed against his chest, flushed and spent, her green eyes half-lidded.
"You’re just saying that ’cause you’re still hard," she teased, her plush thighs shifting, her pussy still tingling with aftershocks.
He chuckled, his lean frame relaxing slightly. "I mean, yeah. But also—listen."
He shifted, sitting upright between their bodies, one hand trailing idly down Lia’s thigh, feeling the soft give of her freckled skin, the other resting over Sophia’s fingers at his collarbone, her touch warm and lingering.
"I had a thought," he said, softer now, slower, his voice carrying a hint of mischief. "Something the Guiding Light might like. Something... really hot. Something different."
Sophia narrowed her blue eyes slightly, her twin tails swaying as she leaned back, her small breasts still exposed, nipples hard in the cool air. "Define ’different.’"