Myrcella and Titania lay nestled on either side of me, their soft, delicate heads resting comfortably on my arms like I was their living pillow.
Every breath they took gently brushed against my skin, warm and steady, syncing in rhythm like a slow lullaby.
The quiet rise and fall of their chests pressed against mine added to the peaceful aftermath that now blanketed the room.
The scent of sweat, sex, and skin still lingered in the air, blending with the subtle aroma of their hair, and it only intensified the satisfaction coursing through my body.
I could feel their bare thighs occasionally brushing against mine.
After a threesome that left our bodies trembling and our breaths ragged, lying here with them, wrapped in their warmth, was nothing short of heaven.
