Divine Sense?

"Hm?"

Inside the tent, Max slowed his thrusts and raised his brows in frustration. 

'Couldn't they have waited a little more, maybe an hour or two?' He thought.

Haan~

Sera inhaled a full breath, something she wasn't able to do from the moment he started making love to her.

While she took this opportunity to calm down a little and manage the overwhelming pleasure coursing through her body, Max did something he had been thinking about ever since he unlocked his bloodline sense.

Concentrating his divine sense on Martha, he spoke in his mind, [Can you buy me some time while making sure Emily and the Fullers are safe?]

'Huh? It worked.' Max was pleasantly surprised by the fact that he succeeded on his first try.

Not wanting to show her the state of the tent, he had placed a sort of beacon outside the tent that she could use to communicate with him without being able to sneak a peek at them.