Chapter 302 Angels on Deck

The girls, sensing the men's excitement, grinned wider and lined up for their individual showcases. They stepped forward one by one to flaunt and pose unapologetically. Britta walked up first, her black string bikini barely containing her athletic build. She had high, firm breasts, sculpted abs from endless training, and powerful thighs that screamed Amazonian. She was of high genetic quality, the cream of the Salvatore blood. Britta planted a foot on the edge of Tyler's lounger, leaning in close. Her muscles flexed as she struck a dominant pose, with her chest thrust forward. "I am your ward, Tyler," she whispered. "You can use me anytime. Your mystical ritual requires virginity, and no man has ever touched me. Additionally, because of my grandfather's history of cultivation, my mystical chakras are genetically predisposed to be active. You can achieve full satisfaction if you use my body." Tyler cleared his throat, eyes darting over her body without control. "Britta, this is... unexp