Myne jolted, eyes wide as amethyst, meeting Gal's mischievous purple gaze. "What! Can you…read my thoughts?" He exclaimed, voice cracking with disbelief. If not for the fact that Gal was hugging him tight, he might have leapt off the bed like a startled deer.
Gal chuckled, a soft, throaty sound like wind chimes in a demon's garden. "Don't be so nervous. I can't read your thoughts all the time; it only happens when we are connected. In simple words, as long as your little monster is inside me, I can hear whatever you are thinking. It's a wonderful trick to understand your partner better."
She winked, a playful glint in her eyes. "And I must admit darling, you will definitely be the first person who praises my breasts this much. You indeed like them very much, don't you?"
