Oddly enough, Tempest did want to see that. She had never really given it that much thought before, but the idea of watching Zowie get fucked was a real turn on. And this was what Jack had missed out on when he had blown them off for the trip to New York. She'd always wanted to have a threesome with Zowie. Why hadn't they thought of this sooner?
Tempest giggled as Zowie threw her arms around her neck, kissing her back with a hum as she started to walk them over to the bed. "I guess we should get started on that," she teased, pushing Zowie onto the bed and climbing on top of her, kissing her deeply as her hands slid along her wet body.
But she wasn't rude! At least not all the time, so she acknowledged Max and his game, from which she had been previously distracted, with a smirk. "I think the barbarian smuggled a weapon in past the guards." She nipped at Zowie's lips and then glanced over at Max. "Come, Barbarian, and let us have a closer look at your sword."