Phei exhaled slowly.
"All right," he whispered, brushing her hair back. "Take what you need."
The suction deepened one last time.
Phei's body bowed over hers, breath catching, hands braced hard enough to wrinkle the sheets.
The pleasure was almost cruel now, braided with the strange hollowing sensation of Soul Energy leaving him in vast, luminous currents through the deep, rhythmic sucking of her pussy around his cock.
Her inner walls clung to him like a living, starving thing — rippling and fluttering in wet, greedy waves that traveled up his thick shaft with every unconscious clench. Her hips continued their slow, instinctive rolls beneath him, the motion making the silk sheets slide and bunch beneath her bare ass and trembling thighs.
Sienna glowed beneath him more and more.
Violet.
Black.
Beautiful.
Terrifying.
The Nether Goddess drank.
And Phei, held himself still above her and let her.
Because she had asked him for trust tonight.
