"Again…" she murmured in a hoarse voice. "I want to feel you again."
Kylian did not need to be asked twice. He leaned in and kissed her with a new hunger, his tongue plunging deeply into her mouth. His hands returned immediately to her breasts, kneading them harder than before, squeezing them, pinching the already sensitive nipples. Lyra moaned into the kiss, the sound vibrating and urgent.
He rolled her onto her stomach, lifting her hips to expose her completely. Her firm buttocks offered themselves to him, and between them, her pussy still open and glistening with their mixed fluids. Kylian ran his tongue along her slit, from bottom to top, avidly lapping her nectar. Lyra let out a sharp cry, her fingers clutching the sheets.
"Ahhh! Kylian… your tongue…"
He lingered on her clitoris, sucking it, rolling it under his tongue, while two fingers sank into her again, seeking the spot that made her tremble. Her breasts, crushed against the mattress, spread under the weight of her body, and every movement of his tongue made her chest vibrate. Kylian reached them with one hand, sliding under her to seize them, press them, knead them while he licked her.
Lyra's moans became more and more obscene.
"Mmmh… ahh… deeper… suck me… ahh!"
He obeyed, sucking her clitoris hard, making his tongue click against her sensitive flesh. His fingers worked faster, harder, the wet and obscene sound filling the room. Lyra twisted, pushing her pelvis against his face, her breasts bouncing slightly with each jolt.
He gradually accelerated the rhythm of his fingers. The wet sound of his hand working her intimacy filled the chamber. Lyra moaned without restraint, her head thrown back, her long hair spread across the pillow. Her beautiful face was distorted by pleasure, lips parted, small cries escaping with each thrust of his fingers.
Kylian withdrew his soaked fingers and brought them to his mouth, tasting them. Then he rose slightly to remove the rest of his clothes. Lyra watched him, eyes shining, admiring the muscular body he had sculpted these past months. Her gaze descended to his already hard and erect member.
She reached out and took it delicately, stroking it up and down. Kylian growled with pleasure.
He positioned himself between her legs, gently spreading her thighs. The head of his cock brushed her entrance, sliding in her wetness. He entered slowly, centimeter by centimeter, savoring the heat and the grip of her walls.
"Ahhhh…" Lyra moaned at length as she felt him fill her. "You're… so big…"
Kylian sank to the hilt, then remained still for a moment, letting her adjust. He leaned down to kiss her breasts again, taking them into his mouth one after the other, sucking with more ardor. His hips began to move, slow thrusts that made their skins slap gently.
Each push made Lyra's breasts bounce. Kylian watched them, hypnotized, his hands placed on either side to hold and knead them while he penetrated her. His fingers sank into the soft flesh, lightly marking the skin.
"Mmmh… ahh… yes… harder…"
He obeyed, gradually increasing the strength and speed of his thrusts. The bed groaned under them. The sound of their skins colliding mingled with Lyra's increasingly loud moans.
"Ahh! Ahh! Kylian… there… again…"
He seized her hips and penetrated her more deeply, changing the angle to rub a sensitive spot inside. Lyra cried out, her nails digging into his back.
Kylian straightened, slightly lifting her legs to sink even farther. Her breasts bounced violently with each impact, magnificent and heavy. He grabbed them fully in his hands, kneading them without restraint, pinching the hard nipples.
"Your breasts… they're perfect…" he growled.
Lyra answered only with incoherent moans. Her head rolled from side to side, her beautiful face red with pleasure, mouth open, tongue sometimes visible.
Kylian rolled onto his side, taking her with him without withdrawing. He placed her astride him. Lyra sat fully, engulfing him to the base. She began to move, first slowly, then with more assurance, bouncing on his cock.
Her breasts swung freely in front of Kylian's face. He seized them, brought them to his mouth, sucking them voraciously while she rode him. Each descent of her hips produced a wet *plap* and a sharper moan.
"Ahhh! Ahh! My God… Kylian… I…"
He held her by the buttocks, helping her accelerate. His fingers sank into her flesh, guiding her into a more brutal rhythm. Lyra moaned without interruption, her voice growing hoarse.
"Harder… take me… ahh!"
Kylian rolled again, placing her on her back. He lifted her legs onto his shoulders and penetrated her with renewed force. Each thrust was deep, powerful, making his hips slap against hers. Lyra's breasts bounced hypnotically, and he could not help lightly biting them, marking them with kisses and hickeys.
Her moans turned into cries.
"AHH! AHH! Kylian… I'm going to…!"
He slid a hand between them and rubbed her clitoris in rhythm with his thrusts. Lyra exploded, her body tensing, her walls contracting violently around him. A long cry of pleasure left her throat while her legs trembled.
Kylian did not stop. He continued to take her through her orgasm, prolonging the spasms. When she came down a little, he changed position, putting her on all fours. He entered her from behind, seizing her hips, and began to pound her again.
Her breasts hung and swung beneath her. Kylian leaned forward, passing an arm around her waist to seize and knead them while he fucked her. The other hand gently pulled her hair, lifting her head so he could see her face in profile, distorted by pleasure.
"Ahh… ahh… don't stop… destroy me…"
He accelerated further, the slaps of flesh becoming stronger, more obscene. The room was filled with their noises, her moans, his growls. Lyra cried out with each impact, her beautiful body shining with sweat, her generous breasts bouncing under the thrusts.
Kylian felt his own pleasure rising. He turned her one last time, taking her face to face, legs spread as wide as possible. He sank deeply, rapidly, his eyes fixed on her face, on her breasts crushed against his torso.
"Lyra… I…"
"Inside me… please… ahh!"
He came with a long groan, pouring his hot seed deep inside her. Lyra moaned as she felt him pulse, a second weaker orgasm shaking her.
They remained entwined, panting, Kylian's body still inside her. He tenderly kissed her forehead, then her lips, while his hands continued to caress her breasts gently, sliding up along her ribs, savoring the warmth of her skin.
Lyra, still trembling, buried her face against his neck.
"Thank you… for staying…" she murmured in a voice broken by pleasure and emotion.
Kylian kissed her one last time, at length, before holding her tightly against him, their bodies still joined in the warmth of the room.