Despite the sound-dampening enchantments all over the walls, there was a manner in which the denizens of the Coven reacted to Caius's tower that suggested that all had heard Meline's climactic proclamation.
Meline didn't care. If anything, she wanted them to hear. She could practically taste the envy that would be directed at her for what she was having the benefit of partaking in and would love to boast of it. If she had been in a more lucid state of mind, that is.
As it stood, Meline was far too wrapped up in the intense pleasure thrill charging through her body. The orgasmic episode had caused her to spasm which made her clench her thighs against Caius's sides so hard that he winced. But she couldn't bring herself to care. Not because she was callous but because she was too far gone.
