Velira rolled her hips over Eren's spent cock—grinding, pressing her slick folds against him. The knot at the base of his shaft throbbed, trapping the last of his seed inside. Slowly, she felt him twitch again—just a faint bulge, a weak stir of life returning. Her lips curved into a sly grin as she hissed, "How much would it take to get you hard again?"
Meanwhile, grinding atop Eren's mouth, Alayne finally slid to the side—gasping, her body trembling in waves, breath ragged with release.
Eren sucked in a deep breath, his face slick and drenched with her juices. He blinked up—just in time to see Velira straddling him, grinding slow and steady, lining herself up as she waited for him to enter her.
"That..." he rasped, voice raw and breaking, "I don't think it's getting hard again… not after all that."
Velira only smiled.
"It'll get hard exactly when I want it to."
