Chapter 39: pushed
He pushed in, his cock sliding into her tight, wet heat, inch by inch, her pussy clenching around him with a warmth that made his head spin.
Tila gasped—high and sharp—her back arching, her nails digging into his shoulders, but she didn’t stop him, her hips tilting to take him deeper.
He started slow, his hips moving in a steady, sensual rhythm, each thrust drawing a soft whimper from her, her body trembling beneath him, her small breasts bouncing gently, sweat beading on her collarbone.
"You’re so deep," she whimpered, her voice a mix of pain and pleasure, her eyes shut tight, her mouth open in breathless moans.
"So warm... I can feel your magic."
Leon groaned, his magic surging, golden light tracing down his back, sparking at his fingertips as his powers flared—fire and wind entwining, fueled by the heat of her body.
He leaned down, kissing her neck, his lips savoring the salt of her sweat, his tongue licking a slow path along her collarbone, then down to her breasts, sucking gently on her nipple, making her gasp louder.
Her hands tangled in his hair, pulling him closer, her hips rocking to meet his thrusts, the wet slap of their bodies echoing in the alcove, muffled by the distant screams and steel of the battlefield.
"Use me... again... again..." Tila panted, her voice desperate, her pussy clenching tighter around him, her thighs wrapping around his waist, urging him deeper.
Leon gritted his teeth, his thrusts growing faster, harder, each one more forceful, his cock buried in her slick heat, her moans rising to a crescendo.
The magic in his chest roared, a second heartbeat, fire and wind spiraling together, the bonds with Saria and Terya pulsing in harmony.