"YES… YES… ME TOO… I'M… I'M… AHHH… M-MIKHAILIS…!" Her voice broke into a sweet, desperate wail, her hips rocking faster, her body shuddering, her nails digging into his shoulders, leaving faint red marks.
"Mmm… slrp… mmmhh… mnn…" Their lips met again, fierce, desperate, their tongues swirling, tasting, drinking in the sweet, feverish warmth of each other's breath. Her lips pressed harder, her tongue danced with his, their breaths mingling in a hot, intoxicating rhythm.
"M-MIKHAILIS…! I… I CAN'T… I CAN'T… I'M… AHHH…!" Serelith's voice shattered into a sweet, trembling cry, her body arching against him, her thighs tightening around his waist, her warmth flooding, her entire body trembling.
His own breath came faster, his pulse pounding, his muscles tensing. He could feel it—an overwhelming, burning heat coiling in his core, rushing, surging, building until it crashed over him.
