From the stone corridor just outside the wooden door, the sound of loud, rasping coughing echoed through the pitch-black dungeon. The snake guards were returning. The spicy capsaicin cloud was clearing out.
To Ren's shock, Vex did not slow down. He didn't even pause.
Instead, the trickster fox did the exact opposite. He tightened his ruthless grip on her hips and aggressively accelerated his pace. He jackhammered his cock deep into her soaking wet passage with rapid, punishing thrusts, completely disregarding the impending danger.
"Vex!" Ren tried to hiss, but the sound morphed into a needy, broken whimper.
She shoved her palm directly into her mouth, biting down hard on her skin to stifle her screams. The terrifying risk of the situation combined with the targeted friction of his shaft slamming against her entrance was short-circuiting her brain. Her climax was building at a rapid speed, coiling tight in her lower belly and making her feel lightheaded.
