The Veil of Stars had descended upon the manor’s highest observatory tower — a breathtaking solstice event where the enchanted glass dome above the circular chamber turned transparent, revealing a sky filled with swirling auroras and falling silver stars that drifted down like snow. Guests gathered in small groups on velvet cushions and low lounges, sipping star-infused wine while soft harp music played and the magical lights danced overhead.
Elara sat on a wide, cushioned bench near the center, her silver gown from the ballroom exchanged for a sheer midnight-blue robe that clung to her damp skin. Beneath it, she was bare and utterly ruined. Kaelen’s repeated breedings throughout the day had left her p***y constantly swollen, creamy, and leaking. The heavy warmth of his c*m shifted with e
