Slowly, Ethan's eyes drifted downward, starting from their deep necklines to their slender waists, passing over the short skirts that revealed their thighs, plump mounds of flesh pushed upward by the white knee-high stockings covering their legs.
Honestly, he wanted to see Alice, Elena, Evelyn, and Mireya wearing those uniforms too.
They'd look so hot in them, wouldn't they?
"Do you girls have any idea what it means to be my concubine? You'll never be touched by or love another man again, because I'll know," Ethan said, observing their loyalty and their opinions, among the highest in Goldenveil.
The five answered in synchrony, and Ethan reached forward, his hand seeking out Mia, who stood in the center of the group.
A sweet moan echoed as his fingers closed around her.
His palm pressed against her nipple through the thin fabric of her dress, while his fingers sank into the ample patch of skin exposed at the top of her cleavage.
