The key card beeped twice before the lock clicked open. Aurora pulled me inside the Executive Suite, her fingers already working at the buttons of my shirt before the door even swung shut.

"Someone’s eager," I said against her mouth.

"Shut up." She kissed me harder, walking backward toward the bedroom while my hands found her waist.

The suite passed by in a whirlwind of luxury I barely registered. Plush living room with designer furniture. Long hallway lined with abstract artwork worth more than my monthly stipend. Bedroom door standing wide open, revealing California king bed with crisp white sheets. Aurora’s back hit the wall beside the entrance with a soft thud, and she made a breathy sound that sent electricity straight to my groin.

I lifted her without conscious thought. My Limit Breaker-enhanced body responded on pure instinct, hands sliding beneath the curve of her ass as I hoisted her up like she weighed nothing. My strengthened muscles barely registered the effort that would have left me winded just weeks ago.

Aurora gasped, her legs instinctively wrapping around my waist, heels digging into my lower back. "Holy shit," she whispered, genuine surprise flashing across her face. Her fingers tightened in my hair.

"Problem?" I asked, adjusting my grip to support her more securely.

"No." Her eyes darkened to forest green in the golden sunset light filtering through the massive windows. She bit her lower lip, pupils dilating visibly. "Definitely not a problem."

She was right about one thing. The cute chubby version of me had been safe. Nonthreatening. Someone she could control with a smile and careful positioning. But this version, the one that could lift her like she weighed nothing and press her against walls? That version made her breath come faster and her pupils dilate wider.

"You’ve been holding out on me," she murmured, rolling her hips against my stomach.

"Recent development."

"I like it."

I carried her to the bed, which sat like a temple altar beneath massive windows displaying the Pacific sunset in orange and gold. The California sky had no business being that pretty, but here we were anyway.

Aurora looked up at me when I laid her down, her orange hair fanning out across the white pillows like some kind of Renaissance painting. The sunlight caught in the strands and turned them metallic. Her green eyes tracked my face with careful attention, pupils blown wide enough that the green almost disappeared into black.

She looked angelic. Like the kind of girl who’d smile sweetly while lying through her teeth. Like sin wearing a summer dress and expensive lip gloss.

"You’re staring," she said.

"You’re worth staring at."

"Flattery will get you everywhere." She reached up and traced my jaw with her fingertips. "But I want more than words."

I leaned down, bracing a hand on either side of her head. "What do you want?"

"You know what I want." Her fingers went to the straps of her dress, sliding them down slowly. "I’ve been thinking about it all day."

She pulled the dress down past her breasts, revealing the black strapless bra from Rosalina’s Secret. The fabric molded to her perfectly, pushing her breasts up and together in a way that should probably be illegal.

"Off," she said, her voice gone husky.

I reached behind her and unhooked the clasp with one hand. Practice makes perfect, even in a new body. The bra fell away, and Aurora’s breasts spilled free. 34D, according to Snake Eyes when I first met her. Perfect handfuls with pink nipples already hard from anticipation and the cool air.

Aurora watched my face as I looked at her. "You like what you see?"

"Stupid question."

"Say it anyway."

"You’re gorgeous. Perfect. The kind of girl who could ruin my entire life if she felt like it."

Her smile turned wicked. "I probably will."

She reached for my hand and guided it to her breast, pressing my palm flat against her skin. "I want you to drink from me."

My dick throbbed at the directness of her request. No games, no pretending this was about anything else.

"I remember what it felt like last time," she continued, her voice dropping lower. "How good the extraction was. How intense the sensation got when you combined it with your other abilities." 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

"You want the buff again," I said.

"I want both." She rolled her nipple against my palm. "The buff, yes. But also this. You drinking from me. Making me produce milk for you. Feeling you take what you need."

Christ. Aurora knew exactly how to weaponize words.

"Plus," she added, her free hand sliding down my chest. "It feels amazing. Win-win."

I activated Essence Extraction without warning. The familiar warmth spread from my palm into her breast, and Aurora’s eyes fluttered shut as her body responded immediately.

"Oh fuck," she whispered. "I forgot how fast it works."

Her breast swelled beneath my hand, growing fuller and heavier as milk began production. A bead of white liquid formed at her nipple, catching the sunset light coming through the windows.

"Beautiful," I said.

"Less talking." She arched her back, pushing her chest toward me. "More drinking."

I lowered my mouth to her right breast, sealing my lips around her nipple. The first mouthful hit my tongue sweet and warm, carrying that distinct flavor unique to Aurora. Strawberries and cream with something sharper underneath. Silver-tier essence always had notes like that, flavors I could actually identify rather than the basic sweetness of Bronze.

The system notification flashed.

[You drink a mouthful of milk from a Silver-tier target. As a result, you get 25 points!]

Aurora made a soft sound, her fingers threading through my hair. "That feels so good."

My free hand slid down her body, bunching her dress up around her hips. She wasn’t lying about the underwear situation. Nothing but smooth skin and heat beneath the fabric.

I cupped her directly, feeling her slick arousal coat my palm. Aurora’s hips bucked upward, seeking more contact.

"Yes," she breathed. "Both. I want both at the same time."