Sol didn't give her a moment to breathe, let alone recover. He was a man who had spent his life in the modern world calculating every move, and in this one, he had spent every waking second fighting for his breath against monsters and men alike. Now, with the Level 1 essence humming in his blood and Kira's body offering a sanctuary of raw, unfiltered heat, he was done with patience.
He gripped her hips with a bruising force, his fingers sinking into the firm, athletic muscle of her thighs as he drove into her from behind. The angle was really the best for such deep intimacy, as he was able to reach deeper and elicit a high-pitched shriek from her lungs with every single pump. Every time his pelvic bone slammed against her backside, the heavy wooden floorboards beneath them seemed to groan in sympathy with the bed.
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