"Just watch?" Cristian lowered his gaze to the unmatched beauty while sitting on his lap. She raised her head, her lips parting slightly. "Yes. You always did the hunting."
"That doesn't mean you have to laze around." He retorted, only for her to snort. "Get dressed. We'll leave soon," Cristian said to Drogheda as he got to his feet and walked toward the door behind the throne.
"Nebula, get off me and walk." He hissed, but Nebula stubbornly shook her head. She tightened her grip and, in the process, pressed her ample mounds, which were quite impressive, against his chest.
Opening her mouth, she brought out her tongue and licked his heart with an infatuated gaze.
"You will not eat me, right?"
"Maybe," Nebula replied. She felt so comfortable around fire-attributed items, and Cristian also had powerful flames coursing through his veins, so she couldn't stay away from him for long.
"I'll be the one to eat you first."
"Humph!"