Cain immediately recognized what this was.

He was observing the world from another point of view. From a different set of eyes.

Despite that, everything seemed so real. The smells, the sounds, the wonderful sight before him.

A sight so wonderful, he felt it would be okay to die now. So that was the last thing he ever saw. At least, he'd die happy then.

A grand room so grand, the word 'grand' seemed lacklustre to describe its wonder.

And sitting in this room, on a bed of clouds, was a being so divine, so beautiful, even the room seemed dim in her presence.

Cain instantly realized he had never seen anything as beautiful in all his years of existing.

And yet here, this beautiful entity was looking at him with a soft, tender gaze.

One filled with oceans of...

'Love? Admiration? Lust?'

He had no idea what it really was.

This ethereal entity slowly began walking towards him.

Or rather, the body he currently occupied.

With every step forward, he could feel the heartbeat of the individual quicken, a furious heat spreading throughout its body.

The urge to bow down was great.

Eventually, she was so close, be could smell the fragrance.

Cain felt an uncontrollable feeling totally and completely envelope him.

It was similar to the warmth in his body, only many times hotter.

Her soft, divine fingers brushed against his skin and she leaned in.

Cain's eyes widened.

He closed his eyes.

A bolt of lightning that cracked the night sky.

When he opened them, the soft sensation remained there.

However, something has changed.

He was back in his room.

However, the lips pressed against his were not the lips of a goddess.

Instead, they were Susan's lips.

His eyes widened.

However, for some reason, the heat in him didn't die down. Instead, it only ballooned.

Susan also opened her eyes.

There was a strange light burning in their depths.

Her face was flushed red, a faint layer of sweat on her forehead.

Cain swallowed heavily.

This situation was simply too dangerous!

His hearts thumped violently against his ribcage.

It was like his hands didn't belong to him.

He leaned in and captured those lips again.

Susan was just as enthusiastic as he was, as a moment later, her arms wrapped around his neck and pulled him in closer.

He wrapped his hands around her waist and lifted. Her legs automatically locked around his hips.

Feeling the heat of her body so closely, Cain truly felt he'd melt right on the spot.

He growled as he pulled her even closer. His tongue pushed past her lips like we wanted to taste everything.

He walked closer to the bed and threw her on.

"C-Cain, wait a moment." Susan tried to say in a moment of clarity.

But they were already far past that point. Far past it.

Seeing her hair sprawled out like that, Cain couldn't help but think she looked even more beautiful than any goddess at the moment.

Her soft pink lips, the wonderful scent of flowers that clung to her shoulders.

Like an intoxicating liquor that had him stumbling about like a drunken fool.

He pushed down and kissed her again. Susan didn't fight him away. Instead, she wrapped her body around his, fully accepting him.

They dutifully exchanged bodily fluids for a while, their bodies entangled as they indulged in the heat between them.

Cain finally had enough.

His lower member was straining against its imprisonment. It yearned freedom.

Cain pulled his lips away for a moment and looked into her eyes.

The array of emotions he saw; the fear, amazement, shock, excitement...

Slowly, he pulled her dress up.

He saw the momentary panic in her eyes, but it quickly turned into confusion as she threw her head back and groaned.

His hand had found the sweet spot.

"No one has ever touched me there." She mumbled absentmindedly.

However, Cain could hear everything.

In fact, all his senses were in overdrive.

His other hand reached up and grabbed onto a breast. Susan moaned and reached out with her hands, grabbing both sides of his face before pulling him into a deep long kiss.

Saturated with the good sensations, Cain's hands didn't remain idle. Susan continued to squirm under his touch.

Something had come to possess them both.

There was no reason for them to lose control like this.

It was bad. This situation was definitely bad.

Things would definitely be bad in the morning. There would be no way to get out of it now.

At least, those were the thoughts flitting through their minds.

But they didn't stop, their hands exploring every inch of their bodies.

Before long, Cain had her stripped down.

He had also lost his own clothing.

He took a moment to truly see what was laid out before him.

It was more divine that the painting of a goddess. There was nothing in the world that could compare to this.

It was absolutely wonderful.

Susan's checks were are red as blood. Still, her eyes never left his,

"Be gentle. It's my first time."

Cain finally couldn't take it anymore.

It was a good thing they were far separated from other rooms. If not, surely, the sounds coming through the walls would have been reason for alarm.

Cain felt passion unlike any he had ever felt before.

He has known Susan for a relatively long time. Much longer than he had known Roselle.

Although that experience had been heavenly, this was simply too much.

At first, it had been so tight, he was afraid he would break her apart. However, she seemed to have adjusted well to his size. The pain that was supposed to come with the first time was drowned by the pleasure.

The rhythm of their undulating flesh was like a sensual masterpiece, tearing their mind apart.

Seeing that she had adjusted to his pace, Cain leaned in for a kiss. Susan accepted his readily, unaware of what was to come.

Cain suddenly lifted her legs onto his shoulders in preparation.

Susan's eyes widened.

Without warning, Cain slammed his hips into her.

The world seemed to shatter into pieces for Susan as her eyes rolled to the back of her head.