And just like that, Aurelya's cries shifted, from uncertain to needful, from soft to shameless. Her hands gripped his arms now, no longer hiding herself. Her golden eyes locked onto him again, half-lidded and glowing with desire.
"L-Lumberling… don't stop…"
He didn't intend to. Not until she forgot everything but his name.
He begun to speed up, thrusting deeper inside her. His rod now fully buried, reaching until her womb.
"Aghh" She moaned as he reached her deepest inside. And he begun to drill her more.
"Ungh…" Lumberling groaned, his voice low and ragged in her ear as his rhythm deepened, hips snapping harder, rougher, driven by the molten need coiling inside him.
He crushed her lips with his once more, claiming her mouth with the same urgency he claimed her body. Their kiss was messy now, needy, panting, teeth and tongue, her lips trembling beneath his as his hands squeezed her breasts, thumbing her peaks until they ached for more.
