The next morning, Adrian woke up to the soft glow of sunlight filtering through the curtains, casting a warm golden hue over the room.
Surprisingly, instead of feeling drained and sore from the night's activities with Medea and Lilith, he felt invigorated, stronger than ever, as if the goddesses' power had flowed into him during their intimate encounter.
He lay still for a moment, basking in the warmth of the morning, before glancing to either side of him.
Both goddesses were still asleep, their naked forms sprawled across the bed in a tangle of limbs and sheets. Lilith's raven-black hair fanned out across the pillow, while Medea's framed her serene face.
They both looked peaceful—relaxed, content.
Adrian couldn't help but admire their beauty for a few moments longer, allowing himself to enjoy the stillness.
