The airship hummed steadily toward the Silver Court, its golden sails catching the high winds above Liraen.
Aiden sat in the wide command chair, legs spread, cock buried to the hilt inside Calipso. She straddled him facing forward, her robes open, one heavy breast in the baby's mouth as the infant nursed.
The child's aura pulsed low and constant through all of them, turning every small shift of her hips into a rolling wave of pleasure that made her inner walls clench and flutter around him.
Calipso's breath hitched again, another soft orgasm rolling through her. She didn't moan loud. She just tightened, milk leaking from her other nipple onto Aiden's chest.
Elizabeth knelt between their spread thighs, tongue working slow and steady where Aiden's thick cock stretched Calipso open.
She licked the slick shaft, tasted Calipso's cum, and sucked gently on his balls whenever he lifted his hips.
