Jace had Aurora bent over the edge of the massive bed, her body pressed flat against the white sheets with her face turned sideways and her mouth open in a silent cry. His hand wrapped around her throat from behind, tilting her head forward with his fingers spread along her jaw. His other hand gripped her hip hard enough that Addison could see the indent his fingers made in Aurora's skin. His body covered hers completely, broad shoulders blocking most of Addison's view, but she could see enough.
Aurora's breasts hung down beneath her, swaying with each brutal thrust, and white liquid dripped from her nipples onto the sheets in thin streams.
Milk.
Aurora was lactating. Actually producing milk while Jace fucked her from behind with the kind of raw intensity that made Addison's thighs clench together reflexively.
Aurora's voice came out strangled and desperate. "Jace, I'm so close."
