Inside the master's bedroom, Lewis and Draen were completely lost in each other.
Since Lewis' manifestation symptoms had grown increasingly severe, he and Draen remained together until dawn, never once leaving each other's side. The night stretched endlessly, filled with whispered reassurances, trembling breaths and quiet moments of comfort between them.
No matter how exhausted he became, Draen continued channeling his mana through Lewis's body, carefully soothing the raging energy that threatened to overwhelm him.
They'd been going at it for hours, straight through the night, no breaks and no slowing down. Skin against skin where the room was filled with the sounds of their bodies moving together.
Draen held himself over Lewis, thrusting deep and steady, giving him everything he needed. At the same time, he kept sending that golden mana through Lewis's veins, calming the chaos inside him and turning it into pure pleasure.
