Aiden gently lifted the thoroughly spent and blissed-out Nayla from his chest, her pale blue body still twitching faintly in her sleep, cum leaking from both her well-used holes. He laid her carefully beside the other sleeping wives, pulling the soft blanket over her satisfied form and pressing one final tender kiss to her forehead.
"Rest well, my love," he whispered.
He then scanned the large bed, eyes landing on Aethoniel. The shy bee girl was lying on her side, rubbing her thick thighs together restlessly, eyes clenched shut, cheeks flushed deep crimson. Her massive breasts rose and fell with quick, nervous breaths inside her exquisite new dress. Her iridescent wings fluttered faintly behind her, and her long red-tipped antennae twitched with every small movement.
Aiden smirked, crawling across the bed with predatory grace until he hovered directly over her. His massive frame cast a shadow over her curvy form.
