On Seeing this, Manu paused. His eyes followed the blood that fell from the throne dripping on the sides to the ground.
The Person standing close to it, obviously none other than Emma opened the plate. And there is was. The head of king Victor, with a surprised look on his face.
Till this moment, Emma had not said a word. Only a part of her exposed skin, a slit that ran all the way the side of her legs to waist. Revealing just enough of her very interesting curves and attraction that only the sweet scent of a succubus skin could provide.
Manu was a Serpent by nature. His sense were incredibly sharp, and the sweet scent in the air did not go unnoticed, once more igniting the fire that he had managed to suppress time and time again.
His senses told him that neither the Orc nor Carla would give him as much pleasure as this one, well trained in the art of pleasure by the nature of her bloodline.
Truly he thirsted for her.
