239. TANTRUMS THAT KILL
VICTORIA
I buried my face against his neck, inhaling his wild scent, licking the sweat drops, feeling the pulse of the veins beneath my tongue.
My legs were locked around his waist, my ass bouncing up and down while I enjoyed this wild quickie.
His claws dug into my hips, and that thick spear was thrusting deep between my folds.
My whole world shook with the low, feral growls rumbling right into my ear.
The curtains swayed more and more violently, Draco’s thrusts pounding into me frantically.
I could barely hold back the screams of ecstasy.
The thrill of the forbidden, the adrenaline of doing it in secret, of fucking in public… it always feels better, makes you cum faster.
In the middle of our frenzy, my desire-fogged eyes caught a glimpse beyond the heavy drapes.
A shadow stood there, watching us, listening to our moans of pleasure.
Well, since she came to torture herself… might as well give her a full show.
I reached out and pulled the curtain wider open.
I clung to my man’s neck an