Mira's breath came ragged as she bobbed upon Eren's waist.
Velira ground her hips against his face—pressing harder, parting herself wider—smothering his breath beneath the intoxicating sweetness of her arousal.
Eren's hand slid upward, leaving her waist to trace the smooth rise of her chest. His palm glided over the swell of her breasts, lingering, until his fingers brushed her tight bud. Velira's body jolted, her breath catching in her throat. Eren confirmed the reaction with a firmer touch, pulling it taut as she shuddered above him.
Velira jolted, lifting her hips just long enough for Eren to drag in a breath—only to slam back down, harder this time, grinding against his mouth. Her folds parted, eager, as his tongue claimed her again.
