Lucas's mouth stayed locked on Nana's big breasts, his lips and tongue working her pink nipples as he sucked hard, flicking and teasing until her moans filled the small room.
Her skin was warm, soft under his hands, and he could feel her trembling, her body reacting to every touch like it was wired for him.
She's losing it, he thought, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth as he kept going, kneading her heavy breasts with one hand while the other stayed busy elsewhere. But it wasn't just about the pleasure—he was pulling in her Yin energy, sipping it through his mouth, his hands, letting it flow into his core with every shaky breath she took.
It was rich, thick, buzzing through him like a current, and he could tell she had plenty to give—almost as much as Selene, though not quite as wild. Mid-stage adept, not bad, he thought, his fingers tightening on her breast as he cultivated, greedy for more.
