The afternoon sun streamed through the windows of the suite, casting long rays across the room. Alaric stirred in his sleep, a pleasant warmth lingering from the bodies that had been pressed against his throughout the night. He stretched languidly, his eyes fluttering open to find Ulriya and Kara still nestled beside him, their soft curves a welcome sight.
A slow smile spread across his face as he reached out, his hands gently cupping their voluptuous breasts. They stirred at his touch, their eyes fluttering open, and sleepy smiles gracing their lips. A few stolen kisses and whispered endearments later, Alaric rose from the bed, the memory of their shared intimacy lingering like a pleasant dream.
