Caspian let out a low, rough growl of relief and pushed forward again. The scaly ridges of his shaft slid past her entrance, filling her completely until he was buried deep inside her.
The sheer fullness was intoxicating, pressing against her g-spot and sending a jolt of pure electric pleasure straight to her core.
Hana's back arched off the mossy ground, a loud, breathy moan escaping her lips before she could stop it. "Ahh—!"
Caspian's eyes flared. Hearing her voice make that sound—not out of pain, but out of pleasure—completely shattered whatever composure he had left. His hips twitched instinctively, but he remembered her threat.
If he moved forcefully, she would stop him and they may never do this again. He'd have to be pinned with the rest.
He began to move but kept his movements slow and deliberate, pulling out halfway before sliding back in, creating a wet, squelching sound that echoed softly against the quiet lake.
