Veronica's fingers clenched over her smooth, hairless pussy, her voice trembling with a mix of shame and curiosity. "You could understand us... from the beginning?" Her eyes locked onto mine, searching for the truth.
Fuck. I had to lie—had to keep the upper hand. "No," I said, my voice steady despite the way my cock throbbed at the sight of her trembling fingers failing to cover herself. "I couldn't understand you before. It was only after I used my ancestral ability to heal you that I could comprehend your words. I didn't want misunderstandings to cause trouble."
Sabina's eyes were still glued to them, her breath coming faster, her own body betraying her fascination. Her voice was rough, almost a growl. "What are you hiding them for? Show it." Without warning, she lunged forward, her calloused hands gripping Veronica's and Mary's wrists and yanking their hands away from their bodies.
