"Come," Silviana purred, patting the cushions beside her. "Sit with me."
Melisa's legs moved on autopilot, carrying her across the room. Her tail was already standing straight up, heart-shaped tip trembling.
[This is fine. This is totally fine. Just a casual evening with a kitsune fertility goddess-looking woman who wants to—]
Her thoughts cut off as she reached the cushions.
Silviana's hand reached up, fingers trailing along Melisa's jaw.
"You were magnificent tonight," the Matriarch whispered. "Strong. Brave. Compassionate." Her thumb brushed across Melisa's lower lip. "I want to reward you properly."
Melisa's breath hitched.
Melisa sat down, her body sinking into the obscenely soft cushions. Every nerve was firing. Silviana shifted closer, the movement making her tits wobble.
