Sally gets shiki with it

Mira's hands slid up Chris's bare chest as the last of his clothing fell away,. Sally stepped closer, her breath hot against his shoulder as she pressed her body against his back—her own towel now discarded, the cool air raising goosebumps along her bare skin. Chris shivered as Mira’s fingers traced the line of his jaw, tilting his face toward hers. Her lips parted, hovering just inches from his—close enough that he could feel the warmth of her exhale. Behind him, Sally’s hands roamed lower, nails scraping lightly down his sides before gripping his hips possessively.Mira’s lips finally met Chris’s, slow and deliberate, her tongue tracing the seam of his mouth until he groaned into her. Sally’s lips grazed his shoulder, her hands sliding around his waist to press against the flat of his stomach—claiming, guiding. The villiage lights blurred beyond the windows, reflections fracturing across their skin as they moved toward the bed in a tangle of limbs.

Mira broke the kiss with Chris, her lips glistening as she turned her attention to Sally with a predator’s grace. Sally exhaled sharply as Mira’s hands skimmed up her bare thighs, nails dragging lightly over goosebumped skin. “Someone’s impatient,” Sally teased, her tone different from before, more daze sounding. though her voice wavered when Mira’s thumbs brushed the sensitive dip of her hips.Mira’s lips curled into a smirk as she felt Sally’s breath hitch beneath her touch. “Impatient?” she murmured, her voice dripping with amusement. “Or just… thorough?” Her fingers traced higher, teasing the edge of Sally’s bikini bottoms before slipping beneath the fabric, slow and deliberate. Sally’s head tipped back, a soft gasp escaping her as Mira’s touch sent sparks racing up her spine. Chris watched, transfixed, his body thrumming with need as the two women moved together—Mira’s dark eyes locked onto Sally’s dazed ones, her touch both commanding and intoxicating.Mira’s fingers curled around the thin straps of Sally’s bikini top, her smirk deepening as she felt the other woman shiver under her touch. With a slow, deliberate tug, the fabric loosened, sliding down Sally’s torso before pooling at her feet. Sally’s breath hitched, her skin flushing under Mira’s predatory gaze. Chris watched, his pulse hammering, as Mira traced the newly exposed curves of Sally’s body—her thumbs brushing the peaks of Sally’s breasts, teasing until they tightened under her touch.

Mira's mouth descended to replace her fingers, her tongue swirling in slow, maddening circles. Sally's fingers tangled in Mira's dark hair, her hips arching off the bed as a moan tore from her throat. Chris watched, mesmerized, as Mira's lips traveled lower—teasing, tasting—her every movement calculated to unravel them both. His hands found Sally's waist, thumbs brushing the trembling skin of her stomach as Mira's mouth worked its magic. Sally's back arched sharply when Mira's teeth grazed her inner thigh, her breath coming in ragged gasps., Mira spreads Sally's legs, and moves her Sally's bikini bottom from her pussylips, giving Chris access to Sally's cunt, if he so desires.

Chris didn’t hesitate. The sight of Sally spread open before him, her arousal glistening under the dim suite lights, sent a jolt of heat straight to his core. He dropped to his knees beside the bed, his hands sliding beneath Sally’s thighs to pull her closer. Mira’s dark eyes flicked up to meet his, her lips still pressed to Sally’s inner thigh in a teasing kiss. A silent understanding passed between them—Mira’s smirk deepened as she slowly dragged her tongue upward, leaving a wet trail along Sally’s skin before finally relinquishing her position. Chris leaned in, his breath hot against Sally’s slick folds., his eyes hazes over, not realizing Mira just put him under the same hypnotic trance as she has Sally in, complaint, and and lusting for her.

His tongue dragged through her wetness in one slow, deliberate stroke, savoring the taste of her arousal. Sally whimpered, her thighs trembling around his head as Mira's fingers carded through Chris's hair—guiding him deeper, urging him on. The hypnotic haze in his eyes deepened, his movements becoming more fervent under her silent command. Mira watched with dark satisfaction as Chris devoured Sally with single-minded focus, his tongue circling her clit before plunging inside her again and again. Sally’s back arched off the bed, her moans climbing higher with every flick of his tongue. Then Mira’s hands slid down Chris’s back, nails scraping lightly over his skin before gripping his hips.

Mira's hands left Chris's hips just long enough to peel off her own bikini, the fabric sliding down her body with a whisper before joining the growing pile of discarded clothing. Now fully nude, she pressed herself against Chris's back, her bare skin cool against his as she guided his movements between Sally's thighs. Her lips found the shell of his ear, teeth grazing the sensitive skin before she murmured, "Good boy....once were done, you will bring me the other girl you brought with you..megsn i believewas her name she signed...mm..thats saying the island hasn't claimed her first " The words sent a shiver down his spine, his obedience deepening under her control.

Chris obeyed without hesitation, his tongue working deeper between Sally’s thighs as Mira’s command coiled around his mind like smoke. The taste of her—sweet, salt, heat—drove him wild, his own arousal throbbing in time with Sally’s whimpers. Mira’s nails dug into his shoulders, possessive, guiding him with whispered praise. "Just like that… take her apart for me." Sally’s fingers tightened in his hair, her hips rolling against his mouth as pleasure crested.

Mira’s fingers tightened in Chris’s hair, guiding him deeper as Sally’s thighs trembled around his face. The hypnotic pull in his mind sharpened—every lick, every suck, no longer his own choice but hers. He could feel Mira’s satisfaction like a brand against his skin, her power thrumming through him as Sally arched off the bed with a broken cry. “That’s it,” Mira murmured, her voice a velvet command. “Make her come. Let me feel her shake.” Chris obeyed, his tongue circling faster, his lips sealing around her clit as Sally’s breath hitched—then shattered.Sally's climax hit like a storm, her body arching off the bed as Mira's grip in Chris's hair turned vicelike—not letting him pull away even as Sally's thighs clamped around his head. Then Mira struck. Her teeth sank into the soft curve of Sally's breast, sharp and sudden. Sally gasped, her moan twisting into something darker as Mira's bite burned through her veins like liquid fire. Chris could only watch, dazed, as Sally's pupils dilated—black swallowing blue—her fingers clawing at the sheets before going eerily still. Mira pulled back, licking a drop of blood from her lips as Sally's body began to change.

Sally’s transformation took hold. Her skin flushed fever-hot, then paled to an eerie luminescence beneath the dim light. her delicate fingers elongating into wicked claws, her canines sharpening into fangs as a shuddering gasp escaped her lips. Mira stepped back, her own eyes gleaming with predatory satisfaction. "Perfect," she murmured, running a fingertip along Sally’s trembling collarbone. "Now you belong to the island, just like him." Chris’s breath came in ragged bursts, his body still thrumming with the remnants of Mira’s control.

Mira- he is my puppet, he'll bring your friend to us, If she is still human , then we will claim her together for the island...for the queen...then we'll we will see what happens. Shiki Mira purred, licking at Sally's hard nipple.