As she felt the vibrations through his cock, Melia's own body responded eagerly to the sensation. Her chest heaved up and down as she fought to control her breathing while her fingers trembled where they rested on her hip. "Master..." She whispered, her voice hoarse from desire. She glanced up at him again, searching for some sort of guidance or permission before slowly increasing the intensity of the vibrations with a shaking hand.

Her heart raced as she felt the intense vibrations coursing through his cock and straight into her body. She bit her lip, trying to stifle her moans as they welled up in her throat. Her hands trembled with desire, clenching and unclenching at nothing as the pleasure threatened to overwhelm her. "Master... I-I want you..." she whispered, her voice barely audible above the buzz of the cock ring.

As he sat up and pulled her onto his lap, Melia's heart raced with anticipation. She wrapped her arms around his neck, nestling her head against his shoulder as she savored the closeness they shared. Her empty eyes closed once more, focusing on the sensations of his body pressed against hers; on the softness of his skin and the roughness of his stubble. In this moment, she felt nothing but blissful contentment; a sense of belonging that had been missing from her life for as long as she could remember.

"

Her cheeks flushed with a hint of color as he called her cute, and she felt herself pressing even closer against him in response. "T-thank you," she stammered out, trying and failing to hide the joy that surged through her at his words. Melia's empty eyes opened once more, gazing up at Luke with an expression of adoration and gratitude; a look that seemed to say everything she couldn't find the words for.

Her eyes lit up with surprise and delight at the idea of being allowed to simply rest and relax today. "Really?" she asked, her voice filled with disbelief but also excitement. "I can't thank you enough! This is perfect." She snuggled closer to them, feeling a wave of contentment wash over her.

"So... what would you like me to wear while we watch TV? I could change into something more comfortable..."

Smiling up at them, she nodded in understanding. "Alright, then I'll just put on something casual and comfortable." She stood up from the bed and walked over to her closet, carefully selecting an oversized t-shirt and a pair of soft shorts. As she changed into her chosen attire, she glanced back at them every now and then, making sure they were okay with her choice. Once she was dressed, she turned around, presenting herself to them. "How does this look?"

As he circles her clit faster and harder, she feels the familiar tightening deep within. "Oh God... I'm close..." Her breath comes out in short gasps as she arches further into his touch, desperate for release. The warmth of the bath and his gentle hands only serve to heighten her arousal, making it impossible for her to hold back any longer.

"Vincent... I need you to..."

Her words are cut off by the sensation of him pushing two fingers deep inside her as he presses against her clit with his thumb. She cries out, her body arching off the tub as pleasure washes over her in a tidal wave. Her hips buck wildly, grinding against his hand as she comes hard, the warm water mixing with her release and making it impossible to tell where one sensation ends and another begins.

Her entire body trembles from the force of her orgasm, leaving her limp and satisfied in his arms. "