Chapter 7: The queen
The air in Fina’s village was thick with Lustmist and even thicker with moans. It was like walking through a jungle filled with sex-crazed sirens, except the sirens had tails, ears, and zero shame.
"AHHN~! MNNGGH~! YESSSSSSS!"
"AAHH~! DON’T STOP~! RAHHHH~!"
Allen tried to focus, but it was like being inside a live-action hentai festival.
Fina walked beside him, her ass bouncing like it had its own soundtrack. Allen tried not to stare too hard. Tried. Failed.
They approached the largest hut—elegant, worn by time but dignified. Draped in ceremonial fur and woven silks, it was the seat of Elder Lunara, the matriarch of the village.
And damn, Elder Lunara was not what Allen expected.
She sat cross-legged on a throne made of carved wood and bones. Her silver hair flowed down her back like a waterfall of moonlight. Her body? Still tight, full, and absolutely goddess-tier. Her large breasts were only loosely covered by a thin see-through wrap that left nothing to the imagination. Her thighs were strong and smooth, and her tail swayed lazily behind her, matching the knowing smirk on her face.
She looked like someone’s sexy cougar mom who knew exactly how hot she was.
Allen gulped. "Damn... Grandma’s packing."
"Don’t let her hear that," Fina whispered.