Terrence woke up exhausted and naked on the bed. After the first round, he and Emily had gone at it more than a dozen times until morning.
Relentless didn't even begin to cover how far she pushed him. If he hadn't tapped out, she might've drained him dry.
Just as he tried to muster the energy to move, she was awake, her lips fervently claiming his again.
"Terrence, you're incredible. You're the first man I've ever been with who could last that long "
He didn't know whether to feel proud or miserable after hearing that. His mana-enhanced body had basically been used like a living dildo.
Still, he had to play his role if he wanted to secure more investors.
Their lips met again as he leaned into the kiss.
Before long, they were at it again—on the couch, in the bathroom, anywhere they landed.
By the time they finally stopped, it was already noon. At this point, the thought of peeing blood began to worry him.