Vahn lubricated his shaft with her divine nectar, then aligned it with her cave hole in the same position.
The tip of his shaft felt the slippery folds of her cave, sending a hot sensation through him on the spot.
For a heartbeat, time seemed to stpp around them. Seraphina trembled atop him, breath shallow, her divine aura flickering like a candle caught in a storm. The moment felt as though heaven held its breath, witnessing a Saintess surrender not to sanctity, but to the man who pulled her from her pedestal and into fire.
Her warmth pressed against his member, soft and yielding, wet with reverence and need. Vahn held her hips firmly, guiding his shaft deeper and deeper.
His voice dropped to a dark whisper against her throat.
"It's so warm and eager for me, Seraphina. Do you want another baby?"
