Chapter 168 Harem Hole Ch3

• He thought he’d get a break. Just a moment — an hour, maybe — to breathe, to stand on shaky legs and remind himself who he’d been before he crossed the threshold of this cursed, blessed house.
• But the moment he drifted awake, there they were — two of them this time, twin devils draped over him like silk and teeth.
• The redhead straddled his chest, grinning down at him with that wicked bite of innocence she wore like a lie. Beside her, the blonde — her hair mussed, skin flushed — pressed her thigh to his hip, tracing idle circles around his navel with one sharp nail.