Akalaisi's body trembled slightly. She had never experienced such an exquisite sensation before. Romon's hands, so different from her own, caressed her skin, bringing forth feelings she'd never imagined.
Romon's fingers sank deeply into her snow-white bosom, his palm gently rubbing the tips of her peaks.
"My lord, my lord…" Akalaisi couldn't help but murmur, her voice trembling in her throat. She tried her best to stifle any sound—after all, there were others outside.
But the waves of pleasure kept coming, one after another, crashing into her heart like surging tides. She could feel the doors of her self-restraint about to burst open. Once they did, she knew she would be completely lost, no longer caring about anything else.
Akalaisi tilted her head back, biting her red lips softly as springtide ripples danced in her emerald eyes.
