Ryan positioned himself firmly behind her, keeping his knees resting on the solid structure of darkness floating in the basement.
He slowly extended his hands and caressed Ophelia's fleshy buttocks, feeling the softness and the intense body heat radiating from her pale skin.
Then, having her on all fours over the mattress of black mana, he began to penetrate her amidst Ophelia's whimpers.
The demon queen let out a sharp gasp that echoed loudly against the stone walls of the cell, arching her back.
Ryan did not halt his pace at any moment and continued penetrating Ophelia, who could not stop moaning in desperation from the sheer depth of his thrusts. He moved his hips with a constant rhythm that pounded her intimacy without mercy.
