But right now, Joy was terrified. Scared that Cassius would grab her, pull her back into the room, and start making love to her again.
She also trusted Carmela, so she looked at her with a slightly pitiful expression.
"Help me." She whispered. "Help me get out of here."
Carmela snapped out of her daze and nodded immediately.
She grabbed onto Joy and was surprised to feel that Joy felt like a furnace with how much she was burning up.
Both of them escaped, just like the last time they were with Cassius, running with their tails tucked behind their legs or specifically, Joy's succubus tail.
They were covered in their her own love juices right now.
But they ran anyway.
Away from the tavern.
Away from Cassius.
And into the dark night.
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Meanwhile, back in the room, Maria felt a surge of concern for her daughter.
She couldn't help but glance at Cassius, who was staring down at the bed. It was completely soaked, there wasn't a single dry spot left.
