The metal room blurred around them as the heat reached a suffocating height. Caspian didn't hold back anymore.
Driven by her relentless demands, he shifted his angle again, his black-scaled cock hitting her deepest sweet spots with a brutal, rhythmic precision that made Hana's vision fracture into sparks of white light.
Every time he pulled back almost to the tip, the scales of his cock scraped her slick, engorged walls, creating an agonizingly sharp buildup of pleasure.
And every time he slammed back inside, the sheer force of his massive weight rattled through her bones, anchoring her to the present, to him, to the terrifyingly beautiful reality of what they were building together.
"More... Caspian, harder," she gasped out, her teeth sinking into his bare shoulder to stifle a scream as a second, even more violent wave of climax began to coil tightly in her gut.
Her body went rigid, her toes curled in her boots and her hole clamped tight around his cock.
