"Ahhhh… nothing beats waking up with two beauties in my arms," Riley murmured with a contented smile as he looked at Anya and Elsa, who lay next to him, still peacefully asleep.
The soft light filtering through the curtains bathed their bodies in a warm glow. The intimacy of the moment—both women close to him, their steady breaths filling the quiet room—was enough to stir memories of last night.
His mind flashed with images of the incredible moments they had shared, and his body responded instantly. A wave of desire hit him, and he felt himself stiffen at the mere thought of more passion.
But then, reality set in. Although Anya and Elsa were formidable women, hardened by their intense training in combat, they were still mortals.
They couldn't match the physical resilience of high-level cultivators like Katherine or Veronica, who could endure far more than the average person.
He glanced at the two women, still asleep, and sighed.
