Chapter 140: Princess’s revenge. Enjoying new slaves. (R-18)
The moment Saint Lakeman shifted from bed, the women around him stirred.
Robin's eyes opened first, sleepy but content.
Hancock blinked slowly and curled closer before stretching her long, bruised limbs.
Lily sat up next, yawning softly, her breasts rising as sunlight kissed her flushed skin.
Stussy and Shakky both opened their eyes at the same time, their bodies still pressed to his sides, their thighs still sticky with remnants of the night's pleasures.
None spoke.
There was no need. They rose together, moving languidly toward the bath chamber like a ritual.
Inside, the water steamed gently, scented oils swirled, and silence wrapped them in a warm embrace.
The girls took their places around Lakeman, washing his body with reverent hands. Robin soaped his chest while Lily lathered his legs.
Hancock sat behind him, her hands massaging his shoulders as she kissed his neck softly. Shakky and Stussy shared glances but said nothing as they knelt side by side, washing his thighs with quiet focus.
After the bath, Lily carefully dried Lakeman and began dressing him. She fitted his robe over his broad shoulders, adjusted the collar, and tied the sash with practiced grace. Her eyes gleamed with affection and devotion.