Her Desire

"Where are we bathing?" Helena asked reluctantly. "What should I use for bathing?"

"Of course, we're bathing here using water," Ethan said, looking at Helena with a puzzled expression. "Do you think I never bathe here?"

"I just thought that wizards might have other ways of cleaning themselves," Helena replied, raising the corner of her lips.

"There's a unique pleasure in bathing that you can't get from cleaning with magic. Your body may be clean and the goal achieved, but there's a delightful process that's missing," Ethan explained. He then bent down and grabbed Helena's thigh. "I can clean your wet pussy with magic. However, you won't feel this heavenly sensation—"

Ethan paused for a moment and extended his tongue to lap up the mixture of sweet and salty liquid flowing from her core. He savored the taste of Helena's love juice mixed with his own seed. The warm touch of Ethan's tongue made Helena moan softly.