Ryan slowly pulled away from the two women and began adjusting his clothes. He zipped up his pants and calmly adjusted his wide leather belt in the middle of the room.
Ryan stared at the massive mess they had just made on the living room sofa. He observed the torn fabrics, the scattered cushions, and the physical state of the two women.
He processed the absurd situation he had experienced just seconds ago and asked himself a very serious question.
'How did I end up doing this with a dragon and a holy knight? This is the equivalent of doing perverted things with a nun.'
Lise remained lying on the floor, resting her entire body weight on the main hall's rug. The dragoness maintained a completely ecstatic expression, her eyes half-closed and a highly lustful look on her pale face.
She made no attempt to get up, fix her open clothes, or cover her bare chest under her leader's watchful eye. She simply breathed very heavily.
"My young master's taste is delicious."
