Aiden stared at them, a faint blush rising on his cheeks despite his usual composure.

He watched as their eyes met his, a chorus of greetings, soft murmurs and playful giggles filling the steamy air.

Then, one by one, with a collective rustle of fabric, they let their towels fall to the marble floor, revealing a breathtaking array of bodies, each curve and line a testament to their unique beauty.

Luna, her black wolf ears twitching, her long raven hair swaying, bounced forward first, her big ass and big boobs jiggling with each step.

Zerra and Thristle, still grinning, managed to finally push a blushing Vegia into the water.

Serica, with a knowing wink, guided Varra, who looked both mortified and secretly thrilled, into the bath.

Seraphina, her enormous breasts threatening to spill free, gave Nivara one last firm push before following her into the warm embrace of the water.

The large stone bath, designed for communal bathing in the royal palace, easily accommodated them all.

Luna, Selvara, Thristle, and Serica immediately gravitated towards Aiden, their supple bodies pressing against his, the warm water swirling around them.

"Didn't I say I wanted a normal bath?" Aiden's voice was a low murmur, a hint of exasperation in his tone, though his blue eyes twinkled with amusement.

He felt Luna's soft belly, a gentle brush of his fingers over the faint swell that housed their child.

Luna, her black wolf tail swishing playfully in the water, nuzzled into his neck.

"But we missed you, Master. And what's more normal than a family bath?" Her fangs, small and sharp, glinted as she smiled up at him, her blue eyes wide and innocent.

Thristle, her red skin glowing in the steam, giggled, her violet eyes dancing. "Normal is boring.And besides, you looked so lonely in here all by yourself." She ran a hand along his arm, her touch light and teasing.

"A lone wolf in a hot spring," Selvara purred, her white hair fanning out around her in the water, her white eyes with slit pupils fixed on him.

"It looked like you needed some company." Her demon wings, folded tight, created small ripples as she shifted closer, her huge boobs pressing against his side.

"The Child of Prophecy shouldn't be left unattended. Who knows what mischief he might get into?" Serica's voice was a low, sultry whisper that sent shivers down his spine.

"Mischief?" Aiden scoffed, his gaze sweeping over their faces. "I just wanted to relax."

Lysandra chuckled softly. "Relaxation can come in many forms, my love." Her crimson eyes held a knowing glint.

Arisha was a little further off, shyly watching him, her heavy breasts bobbing gently with the movement of the water.

Nyxion simply watched him, a predatory gleam in her golden eyes.

"And I suppose this is your idea of relaxation?" Aiden countered, a playful challenge in his voice as he let his hand linger on Luna's stomach, feeling the faint flutter of life within.

Luna hummed contentedly, leaning into his touch. "The best kind."

"Precisely," Thristle agreed, her hand now tracing the line of his jaw. "And we know just how to help you unwind." Her eyes dropped, lingering on his growing arousal, a mischievous glint intensifying.

"Oh, is that so?" Aiden raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips. "I recall saying I wasn't going to 'fuck' anyone. I just wanted to relax."

"You say that now," Serica murmured, her fingers trailing lightly over his chest, just above the water line, making his skin tingle. "But our presence is quite… persuasive, wouldn't you agree?"

"Indeed," Thristle added, her voice a low growl. "Even the strongest wills can be bent by enough… temptation." She leaned closer, her breath warm against his ear, her breasts brushing against his side, their tips hardening from the slight friction.

Aiden felt his resolve waver, a slow burn starting deep within him.

He was supposed to be impervious to their teasing, to counter every suggestive remark.

But the sheer number of them, their warm, naked bodies pressing against him, the scent of their unique essences filling the steamy air, was a potent combination.

"You all are incorrigible," He grumbled, though his hand, almost unconsciously, began to trace the curve of Luna's hip, then moved to cup her full breast, her nipple immediately perking up under his palm.

A soft moan escaped her lips, her body arching into his.

"Just honest," Thristle purred, her own hand now boldly cupping his growing erection under the water. "And very, very eager." She squeezed gently, eliciting a sharp intake of breath from Aiden.

"See?" Serica's voice was a triumphant whisper. "Resistance is futile, my love."

Aiden's eyes narrowed playfully. "You think you can just… ambush me like this and expect me to give in?"

"We know you, Master," Luna whispered, her voice husky, her fangs scraping lightly against his shoulder as she kissed him.

"You pretend to be so strong, but you love our touch." She tilted her head back, her blue eyes filled with adoration, her mouth open slightly, inviting his kiss.

He couldn't resist. His lips descended, capturing hers in a deep, hungry kiss.

Her mouth was soft, sweet as his tongue danced with hers.

She met his passion with equal fervor, her hands tangling in his wet hair, pulling him closer until their chests were flush, her nipples pressing hard against him.

He suckled her tongue, drawing it deeper into his mouth, savoring the intimacy.

As he kissed Luna, Thristle's hand continued its work below the water, her fingers stroking, circling, teasing the head of his cock.

Aiden groaned into Luna's mouth, a primal sound escaping him as the pleasure intensified.

"Are you giving in, my hero?" Zerra's mischievous voice broke through, though she was still a little further off, watching with wide, crimson eyes.

"Just… enjoying the moment," Aiden managed to gasp, pulling away from Luna, his breath ragged.

He looked at Thristle, a challenging glint in his blue eyes. "Don't think this means victory for you, little Hobgoblin."

Thristle giggled, her horns gleaming. "Oh, but it does. You're already so hard, My King." She removed her hand, and took a dip, only to replace it with her mouth, her lips closing around the tip of his cock under the water, sucking gently.

Aiden gasped, his back arching, a jolt of pure pleasure shooting through him.

Luna, seeing his reaction, began to kiss his neck, her fangs lightly scraping, sending shivers down his spine.

Selvara, on his other side, began to knead his pectoral muscles, her slender fingers working out the tension, her huge breasts rubbing against his arm.

"This is hardly fair," Aiden choked out, trying to maintain some semblance of control, but his body was already betraying him.

"Fairness is for battlefields, not bathtubs, my love," Serica purred, her hand now tracing the outline of his abs, her nails lightly scratching his skin. "Here, only pleasure rules."

Lysandra, who had been quietly observing, now moved closer, her skin brushing against his side.

She leaned in, her crimson eyes locking with his. "You said you wanted to relax. Let us help you." Her voice was a silken promise.

Aiden found his gaze drawn to Arisha, still shyly watching him. "And what about you, Arisha? Are you going to join this… ambush?"

Arisha's deep green skin flushed a darker shade.

Her crimson hair, heavy and wild, framed her face as she shook her head slightly. "I… I just… I like watching you, Sir." Her voice was soft, almost a whisper.

"Don't be shy, little goblin," Nyxion's voice was a low growl, her golden eyes fixed on Arisha. "He's ours. And you're part of that 'ours'."

She reached out, her dark hand gently pulling Arisha closer, until her heavy breasts brushed against Aiden's arm.

Arisha gasped, her eyes wide, but she didn't pull away.

Aiden, feeling the soft weight of her breasts, gave her a reassuring smile.

Thristle, still suckling him under the water, pulled away with a soft schlick, as she surfaced, her eyes sparkling. "My turn, then." She looked at Luna. "Mind if I borrow him for a moment, dearest?"

Luna pouted playfully. "Only if you promise to share."

Thristle laughed, a melodic sound.

She climbed onto Aiden's lap, her round breasts pressing against his chest, her red skin warm and slick.

Her legs wrapped around his waist, her core already wet and eager from the warmth of the water and the rising excitement.

Aiden's cock, slick and engorged, slid effortlessly between her folds.

"Ah, that's it," Thristle moaned, her head falling back, exposing her throat.

Her eyes fluttered closed as he began to thrust, slow and deep.

The water swirled around them, creating small eddies with each movement.

Her hips rocked against his, matching his rhythm, her tight pussy gripping him firmly.

The sounds of their bodies intertwining filled the steamy chamber, punctuated by Thristle's soft cries and Aiden's grunts of pleasure.

Selvara, still beside him, leaned in and began to suckle on his neck, her sharp fangs lightly scraping his skin, sending electric jolts through him.

Luna, not to be outdone, pressed her body against his back, her hands reaching around to cup his balls, gently squeezing them.

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