The soft rustling of silk and the lingering scent of desire hung thick in the air. Bella lay breathless beside Lily now, flushed and glowing, her body trembling in the aftershocks of pleasure. James was sitting up again, barely recovered but not for long.
Because Amaryllis was watching him.
And the fire in her eyes said it all.
Lily smirked lazily from the bed and leaned into Bella, whispering with a knowing tone, "She's not going to wait for us to ask."
Bella chuckled, still catching her breath. "She never does."
Amy didn't need permission. She stepped forward with all the grace of a queen and all the hunger of a predator. Her black silk gown clung to her curves like magic itself, and with a single elegant motion, she let it slip from her shoulders. Beneath it, crimson lace sensual, commanding hugged every inch of her.
She stood before James, radiant and wild, lips curled in a smirk. "Darling," she said, voice like velvet and steel. "Are you ready… or do you need a moment to remember who owns you tonight?"
James didn't answer. He didn't need to. His gaze alone told her everything.
"I'm already yours," he whispered.
Amy crooked her finger, beckoning. He came willingly.
Amy crooked her finger, beckoning him closer. As James stepped forward, her hands moved with deliberate grace, slipping beneath the crimson lace straps of her bra. She let it fall from her body in one smooth, sultry motion. James's breath caught the sight of her bare curves lit a deeper fire in him. He closed the distance, his hands finding her hips, fingers curling into the waistband of her matching panties. With reverent slowness, he slid them down her thighs, never breaking eye contact.
Then he knelt between her legs, his hands gliding along her soft skin, his mouth lowering to the heat of her core. A soft gasp escaped her as his tongue made contact, her lips parting in a moan of pure, aching pleasure.
"More," she commanded. "Don't stop. Don't even think of stopping until I say so."
His hands wandered up, cupping her breasts through the lace, thumbing over hardening nipples. Amy's head tilted back, her moans filling the chamber.
Lily and Bella watched with hungry eyes, curling into each other, whispering.
"She's in her true form now," Lily murmured.
"She always gets like this when she's in control," Bella replied. "And James loves every second."
Amy gripped James's hair, pressing his mouth harder against her. "I'm close," she whispered through clenched teeth. "Don't stop. Make me oh, fuck"
Her whole body tensed and then shook as her orgasm crashed through her, spilling out with a cry of pure ecstasy. Her thighs quivered. Her breath came in gasps.
She pushed James back, not cruelly but firmly. "On the bed. Now."
He obeyed, crawling backward onto the silken sheets. Amy stood, radiant and dominant, before climbing atop him. She hovered over him, positioning herself slowly then with one smooth, perfect slide, she sank onto him, taking him deep.
James groaned. "You feel… incredible…"
Amy rolled her hips, grinding slowly at first. "Of course I do. You're inside me, darling. You're home."
Her pace quickened, thighs tightening as she rode him with practiced rhythm. James gripped her hips, his head thrown back.
But the moment was interrupted by Lily's voice, teasing and sweet. "Alright, Amy. You've had him to yourself long enough."
Amy didn't stop moving. "You can watch. But don't you dare interrupt."
Bella didn't ask. She simply moved closer, lowering herself onto the bed, and began kissing along Amy's shoulder, her tongue teasing her skin while her fingers found her breasts, rolling them gently beneath the lace.
Amy moaned louder, body twitching.
"Let's soften that edge a bit, hmm?" Bella whispered in her ear.
Lily came around behind Amy, holding something in her hand the magical double-ended toy, already slick and glowing faintly with magic. "I think it's time to give you what you've been craving," she purred.
Amy's eyes fluttered open. She smirked. "Do it."
Lily climbed behind her, running fingers down Amy's spine before casting a soft lubricating charm. She pressed the toy against Amy's other entrance, moving slowly, carefully.
James watched, entranced, as his cock disappeared deeper into Amy just as Lily pressed forward from behind. Amy cried out, trembling with the pleasure of being filled from both sides, her entire body shivering.
"Fuck… yes…" she gasped. "Just like that."
Bella climbed onto the bed and straddled James's face without a word. He didn't need instructions. He sucked her eagerly, fingers working inside her as Amy continued to ride him, panting, shaking, alive with sensation. Bella trembled above him, her breath catching and with a sharp cry, she came, her body arching before she slumped forward, collapsing beside them with a satisfied sigh, limbs relaxed and trembling.
Lily matched James's rhythm perfectly every thrust into Amy's body was doubled, filling her completely.
Amy's moans turned to cries.
"I can't it's too much!" she gasped.
Lily leaned forward, her voice like silk. "No, darling. This is just the beginning."
The pressure built. James's eyes locked onto Amy's face, watching the heat, the wild joy, the surrender and control battling in her expression.
"Amy…" he warned. "I'm close"
"So am I!" she cried, grinding faster, harder, until Lily slammed the toy in deep, pushing her over the edge.
Amy screamed, her body arching, pulsing with her release. James followed, thrusting up into her one final time as he poured into her. They collapsed together, trembling, panting, drenched in sweat and magic.
Lily slowly eased the toy from Amy's body, kissed her shoulder, and whispered, "You took that like a goddess."
Amy smiled lazily, completely spent, then turned to James, brushing his cheek. "You were perfect."
Bella curled beside them, kissing Amy's lips softly. "Was that the best fuck of your life, love?"
Amy grinned. "Without question."
Lily kissed James and smirked. "That's all of us…"
Bella let out a soft, contented sigh as she curled into his side. "You held nothing back."
James, exhausted but smiling, pulled them closer. "You gave me everything."
They lay tangled together, breath slowing, skin warm against skin a perfect, intimate silence wrapping them in the aftermath.
And as the moonlight bathed their bodies, it was clear — this night, this love, was complete.