Syris only stood there for a moment. Then, without saying a word, the Snake King reached down and effortlessly scooped her small, naked body into his arms.
Ren gasped in surprise, clutching the tiny glass vial in her right hand tightly as he carried her into the steaming, fragrant water of the obsidian pool. He waded into the deep end, turning so his back was to the open room, and pulled her flush against him, holding her tightly from behind.
The hot water instantly enveloped her freezing skin, sending a wave of heavenly relief through her tired bones.
Ren's face flushed a brilliant red. She could feel all of his towering, muscular body pressing intimately against her bare back and ass. Syris had one arm wrapped across her chest, his hand cupping her breasts, while his other arm was wrapped tightly around her lower abdomen, pulling her back against his groin. She could feel his twin swords, fully rigid and throbbing, pressing against the cleft of her ass beneath the water.
