What more could any man truly desire? Power? Strength? A legacy to carry his name into eternity?
Yet, there was one craving that stood above the rest: the sight of impossibly beautiful women kneeling in perfect submission, ready to serve your every whim.
Max was no exception. He had been given this gift, and he intended to test its limits to the fullest.
He began with Saelunith.
His tongue pushed past her lips without warning, claiming her mouth in a deep, devouring kiss. She barely had time to gasp before their tongues met, sliding hot and wet against each other in a slow, hungry dance.
The taste of her was intoxicating. Sweet like wild nectar, tinged with something ancient and floral. Max groaned into her mouth as he kissed her harder, deeper, swallowing every soft sound she made while his fingers continued their relentless rhythm between her thighs.
