Breath halting, Irina raised her head and looked up at Winston. She felt the lights dim before her eyes, and her lips were then ferociously kissed upon.

“Ooh~”

Winston dragged Irina’s blanket with one hand and placed her on the bed-stove, gingerly laying over her.

An’an wasn’t at all affected, and she continued drinking happily.

The bed-stove was very warm. With the layer of animal skin clothing over her, heat very quickly formed over her back, making Irina involuntarily extend her body.

She let go of Winston’s tail and raised her head cooperatively while he kissed her. Winston, too, gradually calmed down, and the nature of this kiss turned from...