Caius included his teeth in his nipple-suckling and at the same time, he finally snuck his index and middle fingers into Cynthia's snatch while also pressing down on her clit with his thumb.
"Oh— FUCK!!" Cynthia couldn't help but exclaim out loud with the intense thrill that was coursing through her body.
Her legs shook and try as she might, she couldn't muster the strength required to remain standing and had to fall backward toward the reinforced ground. As she fell, she had her hands still holding on to Caius's head and she pulled him down with her.
They were an inch from her back landing with a thud when she managed to free a couple of her fingers from being entangled in Caius's hair so she could use them to form a simple seal that cast a spell circle.
The spell conjured a cushioning force of wind that received and settled her gently on the ground where Caius remained pressed up on her, his hands and mouth not at all jostled from their positions.
