It had been several days since that unforgettable reverse gangbang with the elves, and even now the air around the mansion felt different. Their smiles seemed brighter, their steps lighter, and their entire atmosphere radiating a kind of satisfaction that hadn't been there before. The elves truly looked happier than they had in a long while.
Frey, for one, wasn't even trying to hide her intentions anymore. She flirted with me in the open, her every move screaming seduction. Sometimes she'd deliberately tug at her collar to expose just a hint of skin, other times she'd stretch in front of me in a way that made her shirt ride up just enough. It was never everything—just fragments, glimpses. But that was the point. She knew exactly what she was doing. She wanted me restless, craving, but not giving me enough to truly satisfy. She was teasing me, tormenting me, and damn, she was good at it.
