The sentence hung in the steam. Both sisters stared at me. Their arousal meters — which had dipped during the hesitation — climbed again. Sera: 68. Lira: 75.
I reached down. Took Sera's hand. She trembled as I lifted it from where it rested on the copper rim — and placed it on my cock.
Her fingers touched the shaft, and the sensation that ran through her was visible — a full-body shudder that started in her hand and traveled up her arm, across her shoulder, down her spine, and ended somewhere between her legs. Her eyes went wide. Her lips parted. No sound came.
'It is — it is so hot. Hard. Like — like iron wrapped in skin. It is throbbing. I can feel his heartbeat in it. It is alive. It is—'
"My lord—" Sera's voice was a thread.
