«Caspen’s cock was nothing like the ones on the marble statues leading up to the church.
His was unfathomably long and straight as an arrow.
(…)

Suddenly she understood his reputation as the Serpent King. Everything she’d ever heard about Caspen made sense now that she was seeing this final part of him. »

«His cum was something between a liquid and a solid, thick and shiny, a handful of liquified pearls.

“It’s beautiful,” she whispered.

“Then it is like you.»

«Take it,” he said.

She looked down at his palms, which cradled something resembling a claw. It was smooth and curved, thick on one end and tapered to the size of a finger on the other.

(…)

What is its purpose?”

“It will connect us while we are apart.”

“How?”

Caspen stepped closer. “You will keep it inside you.”

“Inside me?”

“Yes.” »

When he reached the center of her legs, he touched the most sensitive part of her, brushing against it with his fingertip.
“I mean,” he continued, “do you know what this is called?»
“No,” Tem managed to say, and it was the truth.
“A clitoris.”


👆 Плюс балл Василиску, он точно знает где он находится.


«As soon as she thought it, he slipped two fingers all the way inside her.
So she said, “Does that have a name too?”
If Caspen thought the question was weird, he didn’t say so, instead answering calmly, “Pussy. Center. Vagina. Cunt. You can call it whatever you like.”

👆 Минус балл Василиску за «киску». Это не анатомия…алло


“Give me your hand,” Caspen said.
Tem held out her hand, and he took it in his. He touched the tips of her fingers against the end of his cock.
“Do you know what this part is called?” he asked.
“It is the head,” he said. “See how it curves?” He brushed her fingers over the tip. “It is sensitive to a man.”