Velira's hips dropped onto Eren with a wet chomp, her body shattering against his mouth. Her breath came in ragged gasps, barely stable, as she surrendered completely—letting her body go limp over him.
But Eren didn't stop.
His hands remained firm on her thighs, holding her in place even as she trembled. His tongue delved deeper into her already overstimulated core, rolling and pressing inside her with relentless hunger.
Velira's fingers clawed at the sheets—trying to lift herself, to escape the overwhelming sensation—but she couldn't.
Her strength faltered against the force of an aroused, unyielding Eren who refused to let her move an inch. She was locked in his grasp, utterly at his mercy.
Tears spilled from her eyes—not of pain, but of raw, breaking pleasure—as her blurred vision caught Mira beside them.
