Jax's golden eyes, soft with a rare contentment, gazed down at the two women nestled against his sides.
The scent of their exertion, the warmth of their bodies, and the lingering tremors of their shared pleasure created a cocoon of intimacy that even the Demon King found himself savoring.
His cock, though satisfied, was still coated in a glistening mixture of his seed and their combined juices, a physical testament to the raw passion they had just shared.
He watched them for a long moment, a slow, predatory smile gracing his lips.
Natasha's head was on his chest, her fingers tracing idle patterns through the light dusting of hair there, while Alexi was pressed to his other side, her fiery red hair a stark contrast against his skin, her eyes closed in blissful exhaustion.
"You're both incredible," he murmured, his voice a low rumble that vibrated through his chest and into Natasha, "But we've made quite a mess,"
