Chapter 39: We shouldn’t be doing this[R18]
After that, she moved him to the bed, gently laying him on its surface.
She once again placed her fingers on his wound, her hands lighting up with a soft glow.
Like magic, the red mark on his abdomen rapidly closed, until no trace of them was left.
"There... it’s healed." She said, subconsciously tracing her fingers around where the wound was, with a proud smile on her face.
Unbeknownst to her, those gentle touches kept sending tingles down Liam’s spine, and his little brother slowly hardened within the confines of his trouser.
"Now all you need to do is rest up..." Claire muttered, her huge buttocks bouncing slightly as she turned around.
"And then you’ll be fully healed." She continued, grabbing unto the stretcher, with her back turned towards Liam.
Suddenly, she felt a warm pair of hands gently wrap around her waist, along with a rock hard organ poking her from behind.
"Kyahh!" She let out a cute stream, her face heating up in embarrassment, until it became as red as tomato.
"W-what... is that?" She muttered, subconsciously grinding her pillowy ass into the massive rod, which only grew even bigger.
"You say am healed... but aren’t you forgetting something?" Liam muttered behind her, burying his face in the delicate curve of her neck.