章 777: Plotter!

Circé froze, a scream forming a silent knot in her throat.

The tableau before her was a nightmare ripped from reality.

Kiba, the first man to tread upon Eden, lay sprawled on the bed.

And yet he was the epicenter of a bizarre battle.

But it wasn't him – not really – or maybe it was.

At least, it was a part of him.

His cock.

Or more accurately, a weapon.

"What the…" she croaked, the words barely a whisper lost in the symphony of slurps and frantic gasps.

Hunger gnawed at Penelope.

This wasn't a warrior's hunger, the kind that gnawed at your stomach after a long battle. It was a primal need, raw and untamed. Noticing Tempest swipe her tongue at the escaped droplets on Penelope's chin, Penelope reacted on instinct.

With a surprising strength born of desperation, she grabbed Tempest by her hair and pulled her head closer.

In a flash of movement, she stole the precious nectar with her own mouth.