Just like the strength of her desire, the pleasure that catapults through her body as Zoro's spend fills the clutching confines of her cunt feels ten times more potent. The scent of her mates threatens to overwhelm her, much like the heat that governs every roll of her hips as she's deliciously pinned and filled between Sanji and Zoro's body, unwilling and seemingly unable to stop herself from seeking out more. The base of Zoro's cock swells as he thrusts fully into her, stretching her walls so suddenly, and so thoroughly, she's got to press her lips together to keep the soft, pleasured scream that threatens lost in her throat. Shuddering and wrapped taut around the thicked up root of Zoro's cock, and filled so completely only a few thick drops of her slick can escape to wet up Sanji's length as he ruts against her from behind, his finger on her clit keeping everything sensation intense, she can't stop herself from trembling against his chest.

"You're both mine, I've never been so happy," she babbles, answering Sanji's warm words with wildly unguarded ones of her own because there's no way she can stop herself from being so completely open, saying things that would be true outside the dome and within. The hand on Zoro's hip grips tight, her body still tight and shuddering around his cock as it stays swollen inside her, keeping her filled in a way that threatens to make her come undone all over again, her hips still rocking slightly against him. "You're both going to get me so full of your cum," she mumbles against the swordsman's skin, biting his shoulder again before she twists at the waist, turning herself enough to be able to kiss Sanji just as needily.

"You're perfect," Nami repeats, the arm around Zoro's shoulders tightening almost possessively as she whispers those words against Sanji's mouth. "You're both so, so fucking perfect."