The rune beneath her pulsed white, its glow intensifying as the toy's vibrations deepened, the beads working through her with warm, rhythmic pulses.
Kota held her gaze, his hand sliding to her thigh, his thumb stroking slow, soothing circles through her panties, grounding her as the pleasure built.
Aika's breath caught, her head tilting back, her lips parting.
He pressed an open-mouthed kiss to her neck, then slid his thumb upward, slipping beneath the edge of her panties to tease her slick clit directly.
She moaned—a high, soft sound that echoed through the chamber, her regal facade crumbling as her body surrendered.
"Perfect Fit Confirmed. Anchor Seat Activated," the dungeon's monotone voice announced, reverberating through the stone.
The probe's vibrations intensified, its beads pulsing in time with Aika's quickening breaths.
Her body arched, her thighs clenching as her climax washed over her, a quiet, shuddering release that left her trembling.
