15. BROKEN BOND
LYRA
I could feel the folds stretched to the limit, our fluids splashing with every thrust… I loved it, couldn’t stop, it was like my own aphrodisiac drug.
Shivers of pleasure shot down my spine, I was on the edge of ecstasy, but my primal side craved one last push.
“Ah, ah, ah, cum inside me, give it to me, my male, give me your knot… mmmm…” I sat up on my knees, with him still connected to my back, pounding from below as I rocked against his pelvis.
One of his hands wrapped tightly around my