Hana's dark eyes remained locked on Ren, watching closely as his eyes glazed over the exact moment the heat of her tight walls scraped the sensitive skin of his cock.
It was his first time, and he was feeling it as much as any other beastman would.
A low, deep grunt vibrated through his massive chest as his cock slid deeper, finally reaching a wall he could not climb past.
He was already more than halfway in, and Hana already felt completely stretched and full. She moved against him, adjusting her body to accommodate the heavy weight of her belly. The sheer friction of his cock scraping her walls sent a wave of raw, intoxicating heat through both of them.
Hana's flat expression finally fractured, a soft, breathy gasp slipping past her lips as her internal temperature spiked.
Ren's mind went entirely foggy with desire. His instincts, sharp and predatory, surged to the surface, but they were entirely bound to her rhythm.
