The morning air was absolutely crisp as the Syux caravan assembled for departure.
Melisa stretched, feeling every delicious ache in her body. Her pussy was still sensitive, her ass even more so, and walking normally was an ongoing challenge.
But, perhaps that was to be expected after getting railed by someone who could pass as a sex goddess.
[Worth it. Totally worth it.]
Guards loaded supplies while Isabella haggled with a kitsune merchant over "one last purchase." That wand of hers was popular as ever. Armia was doing stretches. Raven stood perfectly still, watching everything with her usual intensity.
Margaret caught Melisa's eye and grinned knowingly.
[Of course she can tell.]
Silviana emerged from the palace, her nine tails fanned out behind her. She wore formal robes today, white and silver, every inch the dignified Matriarch. Only the slight smirk on her lips as she glanced Melisa's way briefly hinted at what they'd done.
