His hands slid up her thighs, spreading her even further, his fingers brushing the slick heat of her folds.
"Gods, you're soaked," he murmured, his voice rough with desire.
Maris shivered, gasping, her body trembling in Vela's hold. Vela's eyes gleamed, her lips curling into a wicked grin. "Do it, boy. Make her scream."
Lor lined himself up, the head of his cock brushing against Maris's soaked entrance, the heat radiating off her like a furnace.
Her body trembled, completely open, completely his.
With a slow thrust, he pushed forward, sinking into her tight pussy, groaning as her walls clenched around him, hot and slick, pulling him deeper.
Maris cried out, her voice breaking into a moan, her body arching in Vela's arms as Lor filled her, stretching her with every inch.
"Oh—gods!" she gasped, her thighs trembling, her nails digging into the air as she squirmed, helpless in the full nelson.
Vela kissed her neck, her lips hot and teasing, her voice a low purr.
