In the dimly lit chamber of their sleek chamber, holographic panels flickered with ambient starlight, casting ethereal glows across the metallic floor. Ethan lay sprawled on the cool surface, his muscular frame glistening with sweat under the artificial gravity. Around him, his other wives lounged in various states of exhaustion and anticipation, some with flushed skin and satisfied smirks from their recent turns, others kneeling close, eyes hungry as they watched the spectacle unfold.
Barki, his fierce dragon wife, straddled him with savage intent. Her long orange hair hung in wild, disheveled tangles over her shoulders, framing her snarling face, adorned with dark orange horns that curved back like ancient weapons. Her wings, leathery and vast, flared out behind her, casting shadows that danced across the walls. Her tail whipped erratically, slapping against the floor with sharp cracks, while her scaled thighs clamped down on Ethan's hips like a vice.
