Roland's eyes darkened as he looked at Janet with a swollen belly sitting beside Priya with clothes barely her breast.
The sight of their bodies, ripe and full, sent a surge of raw desire through him. He stepped closer, his cock already hard and throbbing, veins pulsing along its length like a roadmap of lust.
"You two planned this together?" Roland growled, his voice low and commanding.
Janet bit her lip, her cheeks flushing as she nodded. "We just… wanted to help you relax," she said, her voice trembling with anticipation.
Priya, her hands resting on her belly, looked up at him with a mixture of shyness and hunger.
"Please, Lord," she whispered, her voice soft but insistent. "Let us take care of you."
Roland's lips curled into a wicked grin. "Then I'll leave myself in your care tonight," he said, his tone dripping with promise.
The two women exchanged a glance before moving closer, their hands reaching out to touch him.
