As cultivators, their stamina was naturally many times higher than mortals. So even though, she just came, her body was craving more.
As Lyra's orgasm subsided, her body still trembled with aftershocks of pleasure. Her honey-colored eyes, once filled with shame and hesitation, now gleamed with an insatiable hunger. The taste of her own piss lingered on her tongue that constantly reminding her of just how far she'd fallen into depravity.
Lucian watched in amusement as Lyra, the woman who had been begging him to stop just moments ago, now struggled to her feet.
Her legs quivered like a newborn animal's, barely able to support her voluptuous body. Her ample breasts jiggled with each breath she took.
"Ohh! Look at you…" Lucian chuckled, his crimson eyes dancing with mirth, "ain't you the eager one!? I thought you wanted me to stop?"
