Cian and Erica found themselves in a secluded spot, away from prying eyes. Their passionate embrace continued as they kissed fervently, lost in their own world.
Meanwhile, Freya dutifully stood guard, acting like a loyal dog, watching for any potential intruders that might disrupt their intimate moment.
They had retreated to a part of the manor with a commanding view, elevated high above the grounds. From this vantage point, they could see the sprawling garden below and even catch glimpses of the attendees at the party.
"Fuhhaa~! Haa... Haa..."
Pausing momentarily from their fiery kiss, Cian seized Erica's wrists and gently pressed her against the wall. In an instant, their lips met once more, intensifying their connection. Erica made no effort to resist; instead, she seemed to welcome his advances with open arms, eager for more.