Julian shifted his attention to Dori first, pulling her gently into the center of his lap. She sat there, knees on either side of his thighs, her white lingerie hugging her curves like a delicate second skin. He hooked his fingers under the thin straps at her shoulders and slid them down slowly, letting the fabric peel away from her body inch by inch.

The lingerie top fell away, revealing her soft, full breasts—nipples already hardened in the cool air of the room. Julian didn't stop there; he tugged the rest of the outfit lower, exposing her panties: cute white lace with tiny ruffles along the edges, high-cut to accentuate her hips, the front panel sheer enough to hint at the smooth, flushed skin beneath. A small damp spot darkened the center, betraying her arousal.

Dori's cheeks burned bright red, her golden-yellow eyes wide and shimmering as she tried to cover herself with one arm. But Julian caught her wrists gently, pulling them away. His hands moved immediately—one cupping her breast, thumb brushing over the sensitive nipple in slow circles—while the other slid between her thighs, fingers pressing firmly against her core through the thin lace.

Dori gasped sharply, head tipping back. "Anhh... nhhmm..."

Her body trembled under his touch, hips rocking forward instinctively into his palm as he rubbed her gently but insistently. The sensation made her whimper louder, golden eyes fluttering shut while her short brown hair fell messily across her forehead.

Zoe watched silently from beside them—her light-blue eyes dark with quiet hunger, long black hair cascading over one shoulder. She shifted closer, pressing her body against Julian's side. Without a word, she reached behind her own back and unclasped her black lingerie top, letting it slide off to reveal her toned chest. Then she stood briefly—slipping out of the rest—exposing her panties: sexy black lace with intricate patterns, low-rise and sheer at the front, clinging to her like a second skin. The dampness between her thighs was visible, her arousal clear.

"Undress me more," Zoe murmured softly, voice low and steady, though her wolf ears twitched forward with need.

Julian obliged immediately—pulling her back down beside him. He leaned in and kissed her deeply—lips claiming hers in a slow, intense press—while his hands roamed her body. Fingers traced the curve of her waist, up to cup her breasts—thumbs circling her dark nipples until they pebbled harder. Then lower—sliding over her stomach, her hips, dipping between her thighs to rub her through the lace, feeling the heat radiating from her core.

Zoe exhaled quietly into the kiss—her tail curling around his leg—hips pressing forward into his touch as soft, restrained sounds escaped her throat.

Fey shifted in Julian's lap, her lazy demeanor cracking just a little as she watched him pull Dori closer and kiss Zoe deeply. A faint huff escaped her lips, not quite a complaint but enough to draw his attention. She leaned back against his chest, one hand trailing down her own side as if deciding something.

"You're forgetting someone," Fey murmured, voice low and teasing, though there was a real edge of need beneath it. Without waiting for a response, she reached for the hem of her top and peeled it off slowly, letting the fabric slide over her head and drop to the floor. Her bra followed—unclasped with a quick flick—revealing full, soft breasts that rose and fell with her quickening breath.

She didn't stop there. Fey stood briefly—hips swaying as she tugged her pants down—exposing her panties: sexy black lace with high-cut sides that hugged her curves perfectly, the sheer front panel revealing the smooth, flushed skin beneath. A small damp spot darkened the center, betraying her arousal. She sat back down in his lap, grinding once against his thigh for emphasis.

Julian's hands moved immediately—one sliding up her side to cup her breast, thumb circling the hardened nipple in slow, firm strokes—while the other dipped between her thighs, fingers pressing against her core through the lace. He rubbed gently at first, then firmer—feeling the heat radiating from her.

Fey gasped softly, head tipping back against his shoulder. "Nhh... Julian... that's... better..."

Her body arched into his touch—hips rocking forward to chase the pressure—soft moans spilling from her lips as his fingers worked her clit through the thin fabric, and his other hand kneaded her breast, pinching the nipple just enough to make her whimper.

Dori and Zoe watched—eyes dark with hunger—then moved together. Zoe's hands found Julian's shirt buttons first—unfastening them slowly—while Dori tugged at his pants from the side. They worked in quiet sync, peeling his shirt off to reveal his toned chest, then sliding his pants down until his cock sprang free—thick, fully erect, veins standing out along the shaft, the head glistening with pre-cum.

Zoe's tail swished once—brushing Fey's leg—while Dori's golden eyes widened, cheeks flushing deeper. Fey smirked through her moans—reaching down to stroke him lightly—her hand wrapping around the base.

"Now we're even," Fey breathed, hips still grinding against Julian's fingers.

Julian leaned back slightly in the chair, his hands resting lightly on the thighs of the women surrounding him. The air in the room felt thick, charged with anticipation—soft breaths mingling, bodies pressed close in the dim light. He looked between them, voice low and steady.

"Who wants to go first?"

Fey glanced at Dori—noting the way her golden-yellow eyes were wide and shimmering, her short brown hair slightly disheveled, thighs rubbing together subtly under her white lingerie. A lazy smile curved Fey's lips.

"Let Dori go first," Fey said, her tone casual but knowing. "She looks like she can't hold back anymore."

Dori's cheeks flushed deeper crimson, but she didn't deny it. She nodded shyly, biting her lower lip as Julian reached for her—hands sliding under her thighs to lift her effortlessly onto his lap. He positioned her right over his erect cock, the heat of her core pressing against him through her panties.

Dori gasped softly, hips shifting instinctively. "Julian... my panties... they're still on..."

Julian smiled faintly—one hand steadying her waist while the other activated his Inventory skill. With a subtle shimmer of extra-dimensional energy, her cute white lace panties vanished—stored away instantly—leaving her bare and slick against him.

Fey's eyes widened slightly, then she laughed low—shifting closer beside him, one leg draped over his thigh as she leaned in. "That's a weird way to use your skill, Julian. Practical, but... kinky."

Zoe, kneeling silently on Julian's other side, didn't say a word. Instead, she leaned forward—her long black hair brushing his shoulder—and dragged her tongue along the side of his neck in a slow, warm lick. Her wolf ears twitched once, light-blue eyes half-lidded as she nipped gently at his earlobe, then licked again—soft, teasing strokes that made Julian's breath hitch.

Dori whimpered at the sight—then gasped louder as Julian guided her down. His cock pressed against her entrance—slow, careful—then slid inside inch by inch. The stretch made her tremble, walls fluttering around him as he filled her completely, bottoming out against her womb.

"Anh... Julian... so full... ahh..." Dori moaned, voice high and breathy, her hips rocking forward instinctively. Pleasure washed over her face—golden eyes squeezing shut—body arching into him as the sensation built.

Fey watched with a smirk, her hand sliding down to rub slow circles over Dori's lower back—encouraging—while Zoe continued her quiet licks along Julian's throat, her tail brushing Fey's leg in silent connection.

Julian thrust up gently—meeting Dori's movements—hands gripping her hips as the heat between all four of them intensified, moans and soft breaths filling the room.

Fey leaned in closer from Julian's lap, her breath warm against his skin as she tilted her head and captured his lips in a slow, teasing kiss. Her tongue slipped past his lips, exploring with lazy confidence, drawing a low groan from him. The kiss deepened, and Julian felt his cock harden even more—throbbing insistently against Dori's thigh where she perched beside Fey.

Dori gasped softly at the sensation, her golden-yellow eyes widening as she felt the shift. "Anh... your cock... it's getting harder... nhhaa..."

Julian's hands moved instinctively—one sliding down to cup Fey's ass through her lace panties, squeezing the soft flesh firmly while kneading in slow circles. The other reached for Zoe, fingers gripping her hip before sliding back to grab her ass too—pulling her closer as he massaged the curve with deliberate pressure.

Fey broke the kiss with a soft moan, her hips grinding down into his lap. "Nhh... Julian... that's good..."

Zoe exhaled quietly against his neck—her licking never stopping but the touch made her press forward, a low, needy sound escaping her. "Touch me more... nhh..."

She continued her slow licks—tongue tracing along his collarbone, then up to his ear warm and wet, her wolf ears flattening slightly as arousal built. Her tail swished once, brushing Dori's leg again. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Julian obliged—fingers digging deeper into both asses, squeezing and kneading until Fey and Zoe moaned in unison, their bodies arching into his hands.