Seris and Vyrena bent over the throne's armrests, their asses presented high in the air. Both were trembling—whether from fear, exhaustion, or something else was unclear.
Tianlong stood behind them, his cock still rock-hard and glistening with Helvora's juices and the queens' saliva. He looked from one to the other, considering.
Seris—white hair cascading down her back, ice-blue eyes looking back at him with barely concealed terror. Her pale skin was almost luminescent in the chandelier light. Her pussy was visible between her thighs—pink, wet despite herself, with a small tuft of white hair above it.
Vyrena—black hair wild and messy, amber eyes glaring with defiant fury even in this humiliating position. Her darker skin was marked with those glowing crimson tattoos. Her pussy was already dripping, betraying her body's arousal.
"Let's start with you," Tianlong said, stepping behind Seris.
Her white cat ears flattened against her skull immediately. "W-wait—"
