Kaiden sat on a chunk of blackened stone. His breath was steady now, though the ache in his limbs remained. The monsters were slain. The party was safe. But more importantly...
Bastet was already padding toward him, her hips swaying in that lazy, sun-soaked way only she could pull off. She straddled his lap without hesitation, her gorgeous, feminine body warm and soft in all the right places.
Their chests pressed together, her heavy breasts flattening against his armored vest. She looked at him with sultry, amber eyes. But for once, she was a little shy.
"Master... Be tender with your felinid lover, okay?"
Kaiden tilted his head, surprised. Bastet? Shy?
He reached up to tuck a loose strand of her lush black hair behind her ear. "Since when do you ask for tenderness? You’re the woman who tends to shamelessly scream things that’d make even seasoned whores blush."
Her cheeks turned a soft pink. "Shut up, dumb Master! It’s different this time!"
"Is that so? Then why did you rush right into my lap? You could’ve let any of my Valkyries go first."
Kaiden said, and the strong glint in Aria’s narrowed eyes supported his statement wholeheartedly.
"... I wanted to be first. Now stop asking stupid questions..."
With trembling fingers, she brought her wrist to her lips and bit down gently, just enough to pierce skin. A thin rivulet of blood welled up. She extended the offering toward him. Their eyes locked.
"Drink, Master."
Kaiden leaned in.
He did not use [Ravenous Bite], so there would be no mana and health-draining effects.
He used just his mouth. His tongue. His lips.
The Paragon of Sin took his beloved tanned kitten’s wrist in his hand and brought it slowly to his mouth. His tongue dragged over the blood, which was both warm and sweet with a sunlit undertone unique to her. Then he wrapped his lips around the wound and sucked gently.
"Ahn!"
Not expecting such a strong sensation, Bastet moaned. It was not at all a sexual act. It shouldn’t induce any strong feelings in her. Yet, somehow, the simple act of Kaiden drinking her blood somehow felt beyond amazing. She didn’t understand how. After all, no magic was used to enhance it beyond what should be normal.
Her back arched instinctively, and her hips began shifting over his lap with a needy grind right against his member. Without even being aware of it, the felinid was doing her utmost to awaken the slumbering dragon.
She bit her lip to muffle the second moan, but failed completely.
"H-how?!... Master... I don’t understand!"
He refused to answer and instead kept going. His tongue moved over her skin between pulses, tasting every drop, every pulse of that solar magic woven into her veins.
Her blood felt... divine.
Bastet’s fingers and long nails dug into his shoulders, just as her thighs quivered around his hips.
Her breath grew heavier, wetter, more broken by the second. Kaiden had seen her wild before, but this was something else. There was something deeply intimate about it. Her offering wasn’t sexual. Instead, it was sacred. Something that made her immensely vulnerable.
"I’m gonna melt..." she whimpered, her voice outright delirious with pleasure.
After a few minutes and a few not-so-subtle orgasms, Kaiden finally pulled back. His lips were stained red.
Bastet immediately slumped against him, purring mightily. Her body shook with aftershocks.
As for Kaiden, he could feel it. The gnawing hunger inside him had dulled.
Only a little. But it was enough to confirm it.


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