Normally such words wouldn't nearly be enough to pull Ash and the others from their activities.
However, there was one thing that made them all pause.
Ash raised upward along with Lirael, whom he was now buried deep inside her as he shifted their positions effortlessly.
Shia, who had been riding him moments ago, turned around on her knees, her slim, cum-glistening body facing the direction of the voice.
The three spirits — Elysia, Creara, and Unara — also turned their heads, their own activities pausing as they sensed the new presence.
One thing for certain: Ash knew the voices of all those close to him, especially his daughters and wives.
Those who called him "daddy."
So, when he saw Isis standing there — flushed, trembling, and clearly not falling under either category — with that unmistakable lust written across her face, a low, amused chuckle rumbled from his chest.
"Daddy?" he said, the word rolling off his tongue with dark, teasing delight.
