Although she had dozed off after such a fulfilling experience, Bianca awoke with a start; baby Cian was bringing the house down, screaming and throwing a right royal tantrum.

Scrabbling to get into her shirt and her shorts, all of which lay scattered on the floor, she leapt over St Just’s supine form and bounded out of the room.

Her lovers jumped up as one, for they had also snoozed off fitfully, after they helped to wash her body, their hands lingering as they soaped her, ...