Adam's hand on Lilith's breast squeezed more firmly, his thumb circling the stiffened peak through the thin fabric of the black gown. His other hand slid lower, openly groping and spreading the soft curve of her ass as he pulled her tighter against him.
Lilith let out another soft, breathy moan, making no effort to hide it.
"Ahh… nnh…"
She arched slightly in his arms, silver hair spilling over his shoulder, and kept her half-lidded crimson eyes fixed on Celine. There was no shame in her expression, only quiet enjoyment and a clear intent to make the bound demon watch every second.
Adam leaned down and kissed the side of her neck, then bit lightly enough to leave a mark. Lilith's breath hitched, a small, pleasured sound escaping her as her body pressed back against his.
