Nanda stepped forward, her voice steady despite the tension thick in the air. "Sermara, this is my friend Ace. We're here about the stone."
She didn't look up, then her tail slipped into her ass and her fingers worked at a frantic pace against her pussy. Her breath hitched, almost there, and she groaned, low and raw. "The stone?" She rasped the words like they were a curse itself. "You still don't have it. I can sense it."
Nanda shook her head. "No. But I brought someone better."
She gestured at me, and my stomach dropped. Shit. This was awkward.
I swallowed hard, then forced myself to meet Sermara's eyes as I spoke. "Hey… I'm Ace. Uh… I think I might be able to help you."
"Help me how?" Her voice cracked on the last word, her fingers still moving in a desperate rhythm that never quite reached release. She moaned again, and this time it was almost a plea.
I hesitated, then exhaled sharply. "I'm Ambly-blessed."
