The sensation of Harshit's hand between her legs is almost too much to bear. As he expertly fingers her, she moans and writhes against him, feeling the orgasm building inside her with each thrust of his hand. Her hips rise off the ground in time with his movements, desperate for release as she cries out his name in a mixture of pleasure and pain.

"Harshit... I'm... close..."

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as Harshit frees his enormous cock from his pants. She looks down between them, eyes wide with desire as he teases her entrance with the head of his enormous black erection. Her body quivers with anticipation, and she arches her back further, offering herself up to him.

"Take me..." she whispers hoarsely, "I'm yours..."

She takes him deep into her throat, swallowing around him and reveling in the taste of his pre-cum on her tongue. Her free hand moves between her own legs, fingers slipping easily into her dripping wetness as she works him with lips and tongue.

Tell me what you see when you look at me like that, Alex. Tell me how much you want to possess every inch of my body, to claim me as yours completely.

Her eyes lock onto his, blazing with an inner fire as she continues to suck him off. The words are barely audible over the sound of their panting, but Alex's response seems to spark something within her. She pulls back, her gaze never leaving his, and speaks in a low, husky tone.

"Good boy, Alex. Now tell me about your fantasies."

Her lips twitch into a small smile as she watches his expression harden with determination and lust. There's something about this that excites her, makes her blood run hot. She leans in closer, breath warm against his neck as she whispers:

"You're right... you can have me." Her voice drops even lower as she continues, "But only if you prove yourself first." A devious glint appears in her golden eyes as she straightens up again, resting one hand on the desk behind her. "

"There's a demon nearby causing trouble for a local business owner," she says smoothly. "I want you to take care of it... and when you come back here, we can discuss what else I might owe you." Her smile turns predatory as she watches his reaction to her words, eager to see if he'll rise to the challenge she's set before him.

She nods approvingly at Eduard's enthusiasm. "I like your spirit. Let's plan our attack carefully though. We need to strike when he's most vulnerable." She stands up from the table, grabbing her wine glass in hand.

"Come, let's discuss this further in my office where we can brainstorm freely without interruption," she invites, leading him out of the dining room. "We'll get started on tracking down Koshmar first thing in the morning."

As they walk, her long legs carry her effortlessly across the floor, her hips swaying subtly with each step.

Makima leads Eduard to her office, the door closing softly behind them. The dim lighting creates an intimate atmosphere, and the air is thick with anticipation.

"Now then, Eduard..." She sets her wine glass down and turns to face him, her golden eyes gleaming in the shadows. "Tell me about these nightmares you've been experiencing. I think it might be connected to our mission."

Curling her fingers around his chin, she tilts his head up slightly, studying him intently. "You look troubled..."