When his cocks were fully inside her pussy, Damien paused, letting her adjust to the fullness. Her fox ears lay flat against her head, her eyes squeezed shut in a mixture of pleasure and pain. He leaned down to kiss her gently, his hips remaining still.
"Are you okay?" he asked against her lips.
"Yes," she breathed. "Just... move. Slowly."
Damien began to thrust, setting a gentle pace that gradually built in intensity. Felicity's moans grew louder with each movement, her nails digging into his shoulders as she met his thrusts with increasing enthusiasm.
"Harder," she demanded, her inner walls clenching around him. "I need more."
He obliged, driving into her with increasing force. The bed creaked beneath them, the sound mingling with their shared moans and the wet slap of skin against skin. Felicity's legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him deeper with each thrust.
"Damien," she cried out as he hit a particularly sensitive spot inside her. "Right there! Don't stop!"
