Alistair:
"Help." A sweet flowery voice broke through the insanity coating the walls of the twin's floor.
I turned looking towards the door to see their goddess standing there holding Harley in her arms.
The black dress she was wearing was sticking to her with sweat and the crown that had been pinned into her long black hair was slipping.
The perfume from her heat permeated the room in seconds, making the three of us inhale her sweetness at the same time.
"Her heat started early, she is burning up. Even with my power, her fever is raging." The goddess laid her on the bed and the three of us circled her like vultures. Axel's claws extended, ripping the fabric of the dress from Harley's tattooed skin completely.
She whimpered and whined with her gleaming thighs spreading wide for us
