The Dragon Race Maiden let out a playful yelp, her body trembling along with her tail. She quickly bit her lip to suppress her voice.
As the Dragon Race Maiden tightly hugged herself with both hands, her dragon tail also tightly wrapped around her legs.
Shami was absolutely thrilled.
In the same corridor, various supernatural creatures exploring the haunted house kept passing by, goblins, slimes, minotaurs, all chatting happily as they brushed past the two of them.
They would never guess that their Demon King and Demon Envoy were playing such games right next to them.
Shami felt like she was experiencing a triple play of wax play, bondage, and outdoor thrills, feeling extremely excited.
The candle burned slowly, gradually leaving traces on the Dragon Race Maiden's body.
Her small hand slowly took the half-burnt candle from Shami's hand, her cheeks flushed, and the Dragon Race Maiden, looking a little disheveled, slowly arched her soft waist.
"It's my turn, Shami."
"Eh?"
