Chapter 21: Celebration Night
The moonlight bathed my bedroom in a gentle silver glow. Tonight wasn't just about celebration—it was a moment of intimacy, of shared warmth and unspoken bonds. Emilia, Liza, and Gaim had all been summoned. Emilia's shooting prowess earlier today deserved more than applause—it deserved affection.
Emilia and Liza arrived first, both dressed in sheer, flowing nightgowns that danced with every step. Their beauty never ceased to amaze me. Gaim came shortly after, wearing only loose cotton trousers. His sculpted form caught the soft light as he stepped inside. I was already lying on my grand bed, unclothed and relaxed, draped in silk sheets the color of dusk.
Without a word, Emilia approached me, her expression tender and filled with longing. She slipped off her nightgown, revealing the stunning curves and delicate lines of her body. Liza followed beside her, disrobing with grace, her hair cascading over her shoulders. Gaim, eyes respectful but burning with quiet desire, removed his pants, joining us in shared vulnerability. His big rod, hard and steady, eager to share it's love.
The bed welcomed us all easily—four souls drawn together by trust and affection.
I guided Emilia onto the mattress beside me. Her body was soft, warm, and already trembling with anticipation. I kissed her gently, first on the forehead, then her cheeks, then deeper—our lips meeting in a passionate, languid embrace. Our tongues danced slowly, sensually, exploring and teasing. I trailed kisses along her collarbone, down to her breasts, lavishing attention on her as she sighed under my touch.
I whispered her name as my hands traced her hips and thighs. Our bodies pressed close, skin against skin, heartbeats syncing. Our sacred part touching against each other, pressing intimately, we moved together in a beautiful glide, slow and steady, savoring the warmth between us. Emilia's hands clung to me as her breathing quickened. The world around us disappeared—just her and me, together in glowing ecstasy. Our climax came in a quiet wave, a shared tremor of pleasure that left us breathless. We kissed once more, slowly, then curled together under the sheets.
Beside us, Liza had taken Gaim by the hand, pulling him down onto the bed with her. Her eyes sparkled with mischief and affection. Gaim kissed her softly at first, brushing her hair aside, then deepened his touch as he caressed her body. Liza, already flushed and eager, welcomed his rod into her sacred hole without hesitation.
Their movements were slower than ours at first—tender, rhythmic, full of silent communication. Gaim held her close, whispering her name as he moved with purpose, as if he wanted to memorize every reaction she gave. Liza wrapped her arms around his back, her face glowing with joy, every breath a gentle moan of surrender and bliss.
Gaim's rod slide deeper in Liza's sacred hole. Their emotion also deepened—one born of warmth and shared trust. Gaim leaned down, brushing kisses across Liza's breasts as she clung to him. Gaim's movement intensified, he grab her hip, then suddenly in quick succession, he released bountiful of love juice inside Liza. At the same moment, Liza reach climax. Her body arch. With a shuddering breath, Gaim bury his face in her shoulder as she held him tightly.
Afterward, Gaim gently rose, kissed Liza's forehead, and dressed again in silence. With a nod to me, he slipped out of the room, giving us space.
Liza curled up beside me, pressing her body against mine. Emilia, already snuggled on my other side, took my hand and intertwined her fingers with mine.
We lay like that—three bodies warmed by affection, tangled beneath the soft weight of silk and shadows. I felt their steady breathing, the calm of their presence. My heart swelled, not just with desire, but with love—deep, steady, and true.
In that moment, I knew: whatever battles lay ahead, whatever enemies we faced, I wasn't alone.
We drifted into sleep together, wrapped in warmth and peace, until the sun's first light kissed the edge of the horizon.