His pants came down. His cock swung free.
Yuki stared.
It was big. Bigger than Aldric's. Not just longer—thicker. The shaft was dark and veined, the head flushed and heavy. It hung between his legs like it belonged there, like it was perfectly natural for a professor to be standing in his office with his cock out while two women stood in varying states of undress.
"What—" Yuki's voice failed. She tried again. "What is that for, exactly?"
"The mana transfer," Viktor said. As if that explained everything.
He turned to the desk and cleared a space. He sat on the edge, legs apart, cock jutting from his lap. He patted the surface beside him.
"Sofia. Up."
