Chapter 305

Vanetta was delightfully shaky-legged when they climbed to their feet. More than that, seeing the long strands of white she’d pumped onto the girl’s body made Natalie dizzy—and eager to jump into a round two, even if they no longer had a stake to fulfill. Vanetta looked down at herself, running a finger up across her stomach to collect a glob.

“Seriously. You cum way too much.”

“Thank you?”

“It wasn’t a compliment.”

Natalie laughed and handed over the vial of cleaning liquid. She’d have poured some out into her own hands and lathered the girl up, but she didn’t want to make too many assumptions. Vanetta seemed to reciprocate her advances—but that didn’t mean she could do whatever she wanted. Moving too fast could put her off.

Once again, they cleaned themselves up and got dressed. Cataloging their tokens, they discovered ten more coins had been enchanted. Which meant nearly their full collection had been converted. They were making excellent time.

“I’m—I’m not sure if I’m up for a third series, though,” Vanetta finally mumbled, cheeks coloring.

Natalie blinked, then worried whether she had gone too fast. Natalie gave her a concerned look, but Vanetta didn’t seem upset, just wrung out. That had been her first time with another girl, Natalie reminded herself. And she’d pulled out three climaxes in a handful of minutes. Of course she was a little overwhelmed and needed time to cool down.

“At least, with a stake,” Vanetta clarified, clearing her throat and not meeting Natalie’s eyes. “One more run to squeeze out a few more tokens is fine. We’ll bail when it gets too hard.”

And this time, it sounded like she meant it. “Sounds like a plan. I think we should check out the Coliseum after. See how long we need to stay to get a token enchanted, passively. To do that, we’d need to keep some plain tokens anyway.”

Vanetta seemed grateful for the pragmatic excuse.

They headed out into the City, striding through the exit passageway, and Natalie tried not to be too smug about how Vanetta seemed a little unsteady as she walked. She’d done a number on the girl. They might have to sit down and take a break before their next series.

They did just that, then proceeded into the Arena for the third time, selecting the lowest stake and having no intention of paying it off. Indeed, when the fights became difficult, they bailed. Their efforts enchanted four more tokens, leaving only three non-enchanted ones.

As it turned out, not dying in the arena meant she wasn’t given the magical restoration effect, so she was tired and sweaty when they left. Unpleasant as dying was, it did come with its benefits. Another subtle encouragement from the City of Eros to see their tasks through.

But Vanetta had gotten her fill, at least for now, and Natalie had meant what she said: she didn’t care about efficiency nearly as much as her teammates being comfortable.

They left for the Coliseum afterward. The huge structure of white marble, pillars, and layered seating was the second most dominant building in the City, behind only the Palace. The Coliseum was the premier assignment that a city goer might hope for—at least by some perspectives. Apparently, it paid out ludicrous amounts of enchanted tokens, but not only were assignments rare, the assignment itself was ... not everyone’s cup of tea. After all, letting loose one’s inhibitions in private was one thing, but fucking in front of an arena’s worth of people? Yeah. Even Natalie was leery of that.

But not entirely. She’d figure out how she felt about it when the day arrived.

Like with every other building, there was a reception area to greet them when they strode in. Wide and spacious, though not luxuriously furnished, the area contained two items of interest. The first: the huge schedule framed in the center of the room listing off the ten fights that would be occurring this twelve-hour period. One fight per hour, with none scheduled for the first and last blocks.