She was breathing harder and louder, undulating her hips, a pearl of sweat running down her body. Cassandra’s every breath was so enticing, and those which turned into moans were even worse. The War God couldn’t take his eyes off his concubine. With her on top of him, riding him, he wouldn’t miss a second of this delightful scene. She was the one guiding him, imposing her rhythm, and it was good, so good, for both of them.
Laying down under her, holding her hips. Kairen was mesmerized by the balancing movement of her hair, the sparkles in her emerald eyes, and her skin, shyly going from white to an adorably excited pink. He could spend hours like this. Unfortunately, his concubine couldn’t. Cassandra kept moaning louder, feeling him between her legs and the pleasure that was rising inside
