He clamped his teeth gently on her nipple and thrust his fingers deep. Roxy shattered. The air knocked out of her lungs.
Her body seized, every muscle locking up as an orgasm ripped through her with terrifying force. She screamed his name, her nails digging furrows into his shoulders, her inner walls clamping down on his fingers so hard he groaned.
She sobbed through the release, her body twitching uncontrollably, completely overwhelmed.
Kaelen didn't stop immediately. He kept his hand moving, milking the aftershocks until she was a boneless, whimpering mess on the table.
Only then did he pull back.
He stood up, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. He looked down at her, flushed, panting, eyes glazed over, her dress torn and disheveled.
"Better," he decided, a dark, satisfied smirk touching his lips.
"You... are... an animal," Roxy wheezed, her chest heaving. "You almost killed me."
Kaelen corrected. "And you liked it."
