Book Six: Chapter 73

“Yuki?” Mike’s voice cracked slightly, a mixture of awe and apprehension. He watched in amazement as she lifted her robes, revealing her thighs, the pale skin glistening faintly in the dim light. She crawled over him with a fluid grace, her tails fanning out behind her and brushing against his legs, tickling and sending a shiver up his spine. Each movement carried a quiet confidence, a reminder that she was in full control of the moment, and yet, there was a warmth in her presence that made him feel safe.

“I thought they’d never leave. You’d better have some more juice in you,” she said, her voice playful yet laced with a tension he recognized from his own lingering magic. She leaned close, and he could feel the residual energy from his earlier encounter with the giant coursing faintly against her chest. The magic seemed almost alive in her, coiled and ready to spring, a tether of energy linking them together.