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Author's note: this is from Seraphina's point of view

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I saw girls making out in movies, but this was the first time I saw such a thing in person. My heart pounded in my chest as my heartbeat accelerated.

A soft hand landed on my shoulder, and I turned to see Liatris sitting next to me. Close. Very close.

"Are you relaxed, Serina?", Liatris asked me in a low voice to what I nodded.

She smiled a little. "Good. Now surrender to the part of pleasing bodies…"

I remembered that Mivian said how feast is the time to relax and please bodies, but I didn't think that it involves hugging and kissing, and based on the moans that filled the space, it was more than that.

Liatris handed me my glass of wine, and I shook my head as I accepted it. Am I overthinking things? Probably.

For a moment, I thought that Liatris is making a move on me, but she went back to her spot, so it must be my imagination. Even if others are doing who-knows-what, that doesn't mean that Liatris will try to seduce me or that I will jump into it.

The uncomfortable throbbing in my pelvic area told me that I was getting aroused, but anyone would react if about twenty young attractive women started fondling each other and releasing lustful sounds. It was like watching a naughty movie, but this was live.

I could imagine this being a wet dream of probably every guy.

I watched as one harpy sucked a nipple diligently… two harpies broke a kiss and a string of saliva stretched between them… three harpies locked in kissing and grinding… fingering… sucking on toes… moans… pants… cries…

God! Is this normal for harpies?

Are Mivian and Lumiona also part of this? I glanced at their table and saw that it's empty. In the middle of their table was an incense burner from where the sweet scent wafted, and I suddenly realized, the fragrance that made me dizzy was not from the tropical flowers. It's some kind of a stimulant.

Despicable wenches! Did they set me up?

Preferential treatment and food failed, and now they are attacking me with lust? It's not working because as much as I'm aroused, I don't feel like jumping into action.

"AH!", a loud moan attracted my attention and I saw one harpy sitting on the table with her legs spread wide. I recognized her as Cintrine. Cintrine was completely naked, and she had another harpy's head between her legs. They were two tables on my right, and I could clearly see the one below licking Cintrine between her folds. Cintrine yanked on the other one's braids as she cried softly with her head facing the skies, without care if anyone was watching.

My breathing got shallow as I stared at the tongue that was circling and flicking Cintrine's clit.

I pressed my legs together and I felt that my panties are soaked. Damn, that was hot!

Two palms cupped my cheeks and forced me to look away from Cintrine who was enjoying herself to the fullest, and I saw Liatris approaching me.

Liatris kissed me softly on the lips once, twice, and then her hand landed at the back of my head, and she deepened the kiss.

She tasted sweet and fruity, like peaches she ate before.

Her tongue moved around mine while she commanded the kiss and I didn't hate it, but I couldn't give in either.

"Relax, Serina…", Liatris whispered into my lips. "It's just a pleasure of the flesh. Don't you want it?"

Do I want it? Just a pleasure of flesh? There was freedom in knowing that there was no more than that.

I didn't know if my body was needy because of some unknown force, or because of the frustration that Duke refused to touch me, or because I didn't find a release in a long time, but I knew that lust in me swelled and my core throbbed in want for something to fill me up.

"Yes… I want it…", I heard myself respond in a breathy voice.

Since when was I this wanton? Was it the wine? No, alcohol doesn't affect me. What was it then? I remembered the incense burner, but my last ounce of rationality disappeared with the next kiss from Liatris.

She squeezed my waist and I responded to her kiss.

My mind switched between on and off about this being wrong, but my body was all for it.

Her palm landed on my knee and moved higher along my thigh while squeezing gently, and I spread my legs to give her easy access.

The arousal was overwhelming, and I ached for a release.

Her fingers brushed over my panties, and I jerked in response.

'No, this is not right…', a small voice spoke in my head, but I couldn't make myself push her away.

"Ahh…", a lustful moan escaped my lips as Liatris's fingers pressed on my clit over my panties that were soaking wet.

"Not here…", I breathed.

Liatris paused and smirked. "You prefer privacy?"

I nodded weakly.

Liatris took my hand in hers and led the way.

I glanced at the harpies that were at the feast and I saw that some got together in groups of four and more. Touching, licking, pinching, moaning… flesh and limbs everywhere moving in the rhythm of lustful sounds that traveled toward the skies.

Through my haze, I was aware that we returned to my room.

Liatris yanked me toward the bed, and I plopped on it unceremoniously with Liatris on top of me.

"Ah!", I screamed when she pinched my nipple. Pain mixed with pleasure and increased my arousal.

I cursed myself for not wearing a bra, but my body hummed in desire for a release as Liatris sucked on my hardened nipple through my dress.

I didn't care if this was me, or just the stimulant working its way through my system.

Liatris got higher and kissed me deeply while grinding on me. Her thigh pressed on my soaking core, making my mind spin as my hands started roaming her scarcely covered body.

She was soft and curvy where needed and her flavor of peaches seeped into my system.

I wanted to touch her, wondering if she feels the same arousal I do.

Her triangle-shaped garment was easy to move out of the way and my fingers disappeared between her soaking folds.

I pressed on her clit with my middle finger and her body trembled as I started moving in small circles once, twice… and then my finger slipped lower and disappeared inside her.

She was wet and hot, and it aroused me even more.

I closed my eyes when her hand reached inside my panties, tips of her fingers landed on my clit, playing with it and making my body hum. It was heavenly, and my hips moved on their own, demanding more.

The sparks were there, and I felt the pressure increasing as I gasped for air.

Just a bit more… more… almost…

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