Archer's restraint shattered, and with a growl, he erupted down Edith's throat, her eager swallowing only intensifying the rush as he filled her mouth with his warm seed. Still ravenous, he turned to Edith, descending upon her with a primal hunger.
He ravaged her relentlessly, each thrust and lick driving her deeper into a mindless, slobbering mess. Pleasure consumed her, overwhelming every sense until her body buckled beneath the onslaught.
She collapsed onto the bed, breathless and trembling, drool pooling from her parted lips to stain the sheets below. Archer chuckled at this scene before ensuring all the women were comfortable and sleeping.
Following that, he wrapped a robe around himself and stepped onto the Domain's balcony as the rain battered the outside world. While standing there he pondered. 'I'll keep the weather the same, it makes things better in here.'
