WARNING:
This chapter contains an explicit sex scene. Please read at your own discretion.
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Tristan felt that he was a little bit too harsh on the Vanyar princess, but on the other hand he couldn't stand idle while the elf woman tried to play him like a fiddle. He wouldn't be surprised if the beautiful sorcerer found it disturbing and changed her mind.
One thing Tristan had not taken into account, however, is the sheer strength behind this woman's lust.
The sorcerer stared at him with half-lidded eyes, her gaze wordlessly conveying her desire to devour him.
"My Lord, you were so fierce, and…" Herrera touched his chest, and each word from her mouth was spoken accompanied with a heavy moan. "Do you know how much I desire you right now?"
The beautiful Herrera removed her clothes impatiently.
She only reached halfway, before she dashed forward to press her supple skin and breasts against his arm.
