The Serpent Matriarch—whose name Cang still didn't know—stayed pressed against the cave wall, breathing heavily, staring at her newly regenerated hand.
And couldn't stop looking at him.
At his naked body. At the way morning light filtering into the cave caught the faint scales beneath his skin. At the muscles that had withstood her Nascent Soul attacks.
And most of all—
At his cock.
Still hard. Still massive. Still pressing against her tail where her pussy was hidden beneath scales.
"It's—" Her voice was hoarse. "It's so big."
Not aroused. Almost—worried.
Because she could see it clearly now in better light. Could measure it with her spiritual sense.
Thick as her wrist. Long—maybe nine or ten inches. The scaled texture making it look even more intimidating.
"For a beast, it's actually small," Cang said casually, following her gaze down to his own shaft. "Most spirit beast males are... significantly larger in proportion. But for a woman—"
