141. Marking my Omega
So he lowered his head and nibbled on her lower lip, kissing her mouth and entangling his tongue.
At the same time, he thrust forward, through Ophelia's hand, straight to her center, which awaited him open and lubricated.
Both moaned at the penetration.
Elijah, from pleasure because of how tight his mate was, and Ophelia, from discomfort.
It was only the beginning, and she felt she had been too brave and provocative.
Now, she had to face the consequences.
"Relax, love, it will only hurt at the