Proud Patriarch
"You are firing up the ramp," Kiba observed with an appreciative smile. "Don't let my presence disturb you."
On the stage, Teresa felt tantalized by his gaze and his devilishly handsome face. She felt as if her swimsuit disappeared in thin air and her skin making direct contact with his body. Her nipples hardened and the wet sensation between her thighs turned stronger.
"What was that?!"
Teresa was surprised by the arousal she felt. The more she looked at him, the stronger the sensation she felt turned.
His presence alone was a source of arousal. It wasn't due to his powers or his body features that would put even Gods to shame.
No, it was due to his disposition and the charm he gained from hundreds of successful conquests.
His body radiated an aura of an expert seducer and only a woman could feel it, experience what he was capable of in the bed.