Aubree's eyes widened as unbearable pleasure coursed through her, her body trembling, her core aching for release.
All she could do was whimper and beg, her voice breathless with desperation.
"Claude... please..." she gasped, tears slipping down her flushed cheeks.
Claude merely smirked, his grip on her ass possessive, claiming her as his. He squeezed harder, reveling in the way she shuddered beneath him.
His hips moved in slow thrusts, teasing her until she lost all composure.
"Nghhh!!!" she bit his shoulder, trying in vain to stifle her moans, her entire body burning with unbearable need.
Her cunt throbbed, so hot and sensitive that she knew the moment he picked up the pace, she'd lose it—screaming, breaking, surrendering completely.
"Talk," Claude commanded in a firm tone, his voice sending shivers down her spine.
The knight before them stiffened, nervous. "T-the slaves have been transported and should reach Elysium by evening..." he stammered, voice trembling.
