Lilac had never felt pleasure like this before. She knew that the stronger a daemon male was, the more potent the aphrodisiac in his body—but this… this was something else entirely.
Her pussy clenched tightly around Claude's cock, as if her body had been made to take him, to be filled by him alone.
She shivered, her breath hitching at the overwhelming sensation, even though she hadn't moved an inch.
"Ohhh~ Your Majesty, this is amazing~" she moaned, her voice dripping with satisfaction.
Claude grunted, his grip tightening on her hips.
"What the hell," he growled, crimson eyes narrowing as he struggled to focus.
Something about Lilac's pussy felt different. It wasn't just tight—there was something inside, soft and writhing, like tiny, silken tendrils caressing every inch of his cock, squeezing and teasing him with every slight movement.
The sensation was maddening, making his body shudder with overstimulation.
