It was time for the ceremony. Again. The streets buzzed with music and decorations and the night was ridden with high life.
Mira and Jia Hao spent these past two days entangled in the arts of love making. Anywhere. Everywhere. Whenever they were together, the best was magnetic and it was difficult to resist. Like her body called to breed with him and she did not resist the urge. And this very night, when they should be seated on the thrones, they were hidden in their rooms, bodies sweaty and stained with each other's essence.
Mira's face sank into the fur. Her torso collapsed and her ass was tilted up, held firm onto Jia Hao's groin with a hand on her waist. He was still inside her and just railed her as she was on all fours, giving her her fifth orgasm.
