“Nothing. “You have no idea,” she replied, breathless. Mature sex Keria moaned and squeezed him tighter each time his cock plowed through her wet flesh. I had a vague idea about traveling the southern lands,” he told her, “I did want to learn the common tongue the rest of the Horde uses.” Zethriel paused a moment. It was kind of like a puzzle, he thought, only instead of a static set of rules governing the results of each action, it was the nether’s whim. They danced forever and that wasn’t long enough. And in a corner of the room, where she would have been plainly visible if not for the magic cloaking her, a third fire-haired woman watched the assassin and the lesser-cloaked succubus slip away. Zethriel held her tight with one hand on her neck and an arm around the small of her back, playing with her tongue as his eyes drifted closed. Keria owed it to her victims to, at the very least, think of them as a person
