Jake’s grin was lazy and satisfied as he watched her. He reached down and pulled her up his body, capturing her mouth in a deep, slow kiss. She tasted of him and the lingering sweetness of the wine they had shared. When he finally broke the kiss, he rolled them so she was on top, her full breasts pressing against his chest.

"Ride me," he said, his hands sliding down to grip her wide hips. "Reverse. I want to watch that beautiful ass while you take me."

Matilda’s cheeks flushed deeper, but she nodded, a small, eager smile playing on her lips. She turned around, straddling him in reverse cowgirl position. Jake’s eyes darkened with lust as he watched her lower herself onto his hard cock. Her voluptuous body was a vision—full, heavy breasts swaying as she moved, the soft curve of her belly, and the generous, rounded ass that he loved so much. She reached back, guiding his thick length to her entrance, and sank down slowly, taking him inch by inch until he was buried deep inside her.

A long, throaty moan escaped her as she bottomed out, her inner walls clenching around him. "Gods... you feel even bigger like this," she gasped, her voice trembling with pleasure.

She began to ride him, her hips rolling in slow, sensual circles at first, grinding her clit against him with every downward motion. The wet sounds of their joining filled the room—soft, slick, and rhythmic. Jake’s hands gripped her ass, squeezing the full cheeks as she moved, his thumbs spreading them slightly so he could watch his cock disappear inside her again and again. The view was intoxicating: her mature, voluptuous body moving above him, her ass jiggling softly with each bounce, her back arching as pleasure built inside her.

Matilda’s moans grew louder, more unrestrained. She leaned forward slightly, bracing her hands on his thighs for leverage, and began to ride him harder. Her heavy breasts swayed beneath her, and Jake could see the way her body glistened with fresh sweat. "Jake... yes... just like that..." she gasped between moans, her voice breaking as she took him deeper. "You’re so deep... filling me so perfectly..."

Jake thrust up to meet her, his hips snapping upward in time with her downward strokes. The pace quickened, the bed creaking beneath them as she rode him with increasing desperation. Her ass bounced against his pelvis with every thrust, the sound wet and erotic. Jake’s hands never left her—squeezing, spreading, occasionally delivering a light slap that made her cry out in pleasure. The position let him watch everything: the way her pussy stretched around his cock, the slickness coating his shaft, the way her body trembled as she chased her pleasure.

Matilda came first, her inner walls clamping down around him in powerful spasms. She cried out, her head falling back, her body shaking as the orgasm tore through her. Jake fucked her through it, his thrusts steady and deep, drawing out every last tremor until she was gasping and trembling above him.

He didn’t let her rest long. With a firm grip on her hips, he guided her off him and turned her onto her hands and knees. "On all fours," he growled, his voice thick with lust. "I want you like this now."

Matilda obeyed immediately, arching her back and presenting herself to him. Jake positioned himself behind her voluptuous ass, gripping her hips as he thrust back into her in one smooth, powerful motion. She moaned loudly, pushing back to take him deeper. He began to fuck her hard—deep, relentless strokes that made her full breasts swing beneath her and her ass jiggle with every impact. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, wet and rhythmic.

"Yes—harder—fuck me harder, Jake—" Matilda gasped, her voice breaking on each powerful thrust. "I love it like this... so deep... so rough..."

Jake’s hands gripped her hips tighter, pulling her back onto his cock with every stroke. He reached around to rub her clit, his fingers moving in fast circles as he pounded into her. Matilda’s moans turned into sharp, desperate cries, her body shaking as another orgasm built quickly. She came again with a long, sobbing moan, her inner walls milking him tightly. Jake kept fucking her through it, his pace never faltering, driving her higher and higher until she was trembling and gasping, her mind lost in the pleasure.

He finally let himself go, thrusting deep and holding himself there as he came hard inside her, pulsing thick ropes of cum deep into her pussy. Matilda moaned softly at the feeling, her body still shaking with aftershocks. They collapsed together on the bed, spent and breathless, bodies slick with sweat. Jake pulled her into his arms, her head resting on his chest as they both caught their breath.

The door to the chambers opened quietly a few minutes later. Chelsea stepped inside, carrying a fresh tray of breakfast foods she had prepared herself. She paused in the doorway, taking in the sight before her: Jake and Matilda lying naked and spent on the bed, the sheets tangled around them, the unmistakable scent of sex heavy in the air. Matilda’s eyes widened in surprise, and she quickly reached for the sheet to cover her voluptuous body, a flush of shyness coloring her cheeks.

Chelsea smiled softly, setting the tray down on the table. "No need to be shy, Matilda," she said gently, her voice warm and understanding. "We’re all part of this now. There’s no shame in what you’ve chosen. Jake has room in his heart—and his bed—for all of us."

Matilda relaxed slightly, though the flush remained. She nodded, a small, grateful smile touching her lips. Chelsea’s acceptance eased the last of her uncertainty, and she settled back against Jake with a contented sigh.

They dressed slowly after that, the morning light growing brighter through the windows. Jake pulled on a simple black robe, while Matilda chose a fresh gown from the wardrobe he had offered her. Chelsea waited patiently, her presence a quiet comfort. When they were ready, the three of them made their way to the main dining hall where the other women had already gathered.