The touch that had started as a gentle caress quickly changed. It wasn't like petting a cat anymore; it became intense and hungry. The scent of Elara's skin, that mix of winter and mountain air, heated me up from the inside. I felt myself becoming moist instantly. Even though I tried to stay still, my body betrayed me, and I felt the slick heat blooming between my thighs.
The way she pulled back the blanket was urgent. Elara grabbed her length that had been touching my waist and rubbed it against my ass cheeks. When her hands firmly gripped my hips and parted, the cold air hitting my skin made me shiver and tighten up. My body was still sensitive and swollen from everything we had done since last night, but Elara didn't wait.
She found the entrance to my womb, which was soft and ready for her. She pushed inside—the head, the neck, and then the thickest part of her shaft all at once. My heels lifted off the floor as I gasped.
"Hnngh...!"
