Round 8

As Jeane's succubus nature intensified her arousal, her body responded with feral urgency, skin flushed pink and nipples already pebbled with anticipation. Silra's eyes gleamed with fascination and desire as she watched Jeane's every move, slender fingers tracing the curve of Jeane's spine with gentle touch. The vows they spoke bound them in magic as well as word, and Jeane's voice was laced with predatory intent as she stepped closer, wings unfurling slightly. Silra's response was immediate, her eyes flashing with pleasure as she trailed a finger along Jeane's collar, the soft feathers beneath her touch sending shivers down Jeane's spine.