The sensations built so hard, making her body respond despite the uncomfortable surroundings. Tessa's breath hitched hard. The tight space pressed them together, his hard cock grinding against her ass with growing insistence.
She arched her back more, pushing into him, her mind foggy with need. "Zane..." she whispered, half protest, half pleading. The lioness above shifted, taking up even more room, forcing their bodies closer in the cramped pit.
Mud squelched around them as he adjusted, tearing away the last scraps of her loin cloth with urgent fingers. He entered her from behind in one smooth, deep thrust. Tessa gasped sharply, muffling the sound against her sleeve as her walls stretched around him.
