Lancel lay in a daze, staring at the woman sleeping naked beside him.
After a passionate night that easily surpassed every woman he had ever slept with before, he still couldn't quite believe it.
A witch like her, someone most ordinary humans wouldn't even dare to approach, had confessed that she romantically liked him.
And on top of that, he had taken her virginity and spilled his seed across her belly twice.
Her body was still flushed from their long session, and her skin still glistened with dried sweat and remnants of his semen.
Her full breasts rose and fell with each breath. Lancel couldn't tear his eyes away.
He had really fucked a witch.
Not just fucked her. He had claimed her first time and marked her with his load. It felt almost unreal.
Leticia poked his lips gently, giggling.
"You were really turned on, huh? But did you have to be so rough? It was my first time, you know."
"Sorry," Lancel replied. "You were just way too beautiful."
