She quickly bit her lower lip, horrified by the sudden progression. Her heart began hammering wildly in her chest. She told herself it was an accident, that he was simply adjusting his grip to maintain the mana flow. But the rationalization did little to calm the sudden rush of heat flooding her body.
Meanwhile,
Julian remained perfectly calm behind her. He didn't speak, didn't try to move away and simply continued absorbing more of her mana as if nothing was wrong.
The blue glow around his palms remained constant, and Olivia could feel her mana flowing out of her more smoothly now. The sensation traveled through her chest, making her breasts feel strangely warm and sensitive.
She tried to stay composed, but her breathing had grown noticeably shallower.
"Kraven…" she whispered, her voice shaky and barely audible. "Your… your hands…"
