Round 3

As Jeane's wings slowly retract back into her shoulder blades, the silver feathers folding neatly away, she surveys the room with a satisfied smile. The air is thick with the scent of sex and sweat, and Hera and Abby stand frozen in the doorway, their eyes wide with shock. Silra, sprawled across the bed, is lost in a world of pleasure, her legs spread obscenely wide as Jeane looms over her, the succubus' massive cock still buried deep inside her dripping pussy.

Halie's hands roam over Silra's sweat-slicked skin, whispering words of encouragement as she pulls back from the elf's slick heat with visible reluctance. The tension in her body is palpable, and Jeane's eyes gleam with amusement at Hera and Abby's stunned expressions. "Perhaps we should redirect this energy?" Halie suggests, but Jeane shifts, the succubus' thick shaft twitching visibly where it lies against Silra's belly.