Lucas

Lucas quietly closed the door behind him as he entered the room. Kythril hung slack again—he'd only seen the tail end of her climax and was sorry to have missed the rest of the session.

Eldwyn stood naked, save for a pair of high leather boots, with her back towards him, and now he snuck up on her, the sound of his footsteps masked by Kythril's heavy breathing.

"Ah!" Eldwyn exclaimed as he suddenly grabbed her from behind. She stiffened and struggled briefly before realizing who it was that held her.

Lucas roughly manhandled her to the floor, forcing her to lie on her back. He took the whip and tossed it away—they wouldn't be needing that any more.

Though he hadn't said anything, Eldwyn knew what he wanted and undid his belt, then pulled down his trousers and underwear in one smooth motion, revealing his erection.

He knelt over her svelte body, taking her new breasts in either hand and spitting in the valley between them. Unceremoniously, he inserted his cock and began fucking her, reveling in the sensation of her soft skin around his member.