Shia's breath hitched as she suddenly sensed a familiar presence — faint but unmistakable — lingering just beyond the fabrics of Pantheos.
"Hmm—" she started, her voice low, almost whispering, "Grandmoth—"
PAH!
Ash's hand came down hard on her ass with a sharp slap, cutting her off mid-word. The impact made her body jolt, a fresh wave of heat flooding between her legs as she gasped.
"Ah!~"
"Shh," he murmured against her ear, his voice low and commanding, a clear warning wrapped in affection. His hand stayed on her ass, squeezing the reddening mark possessively.
"We'll just make her come out on her own."
Shia's eyes fluttered, a wicked little smile spreading across her lips as she understood.
So, in this moment, her mind went back to the one focus it always was.
"Yes… brother," she whispered breathily, the word dripping with forbidden heat. Her walls clenched around his cock as she said it, clearly getting off on the taboo.
