Several hours later, Erik woke up again. This time, however, it was not because one of his beautiful wives was sitting on his crotch, but rather, because there was simply no more sleep in him.
'How novel,' he thought, as he remained prone, with his eyes closed. 'I woke up naturally.' Then he chuckled a little at his own joke.
"Laughing at your own jokes again?" a teasing voice suddenly sounded in his head.
"Good morning to you too, little Ember," Erik smiled and responded mentally. "Enjoy yourself last night?"
Elore sighed before responding. "Yes, yes. I can admit when I'm wrong."
"I'm not sure what you're talking about?" Erik grinned while raising a mental eyebrow in faked curiosity.
It remained quiet a moment, before Elora sighed again. "It felt good to be pampered after what happened in Frostvik… Getting fucked silly would have just been a crutch."
"Good," Erik smiled warmly. "I enjoyed it too."
