*Deimos’ POV*

Heiro worked diligently between Eris' thighs as Atlas kissed her like a man possessed by Zeus himself. I stood behind her and pulled the last scraps of her dress from around her waist, letting it fall softly to the floor with an enchanting flutter.

Her body never stopped moving against Heiro's and Atlas' mouths. She squirmed like she couldn't get her fill of us and I felt my cock throb against her ass where it pressed into her. She arched her back, ...