Chapter 136: hot
"You’re both so fucking hot like this," Lor muttered, his voice tight, his cock twitching against Lia’s lower back, hardening again as his fingers curled inside her, dragging another cry from her lips, her pussy pulsing wildly.
"Please—Lor—fuck—I’m cumming!" Lia wailed, her body snapping forward, muscles locking as her orgasm slammed through her, her pussy clenching violently around his fingers, her thighs clamping around his hand, her whole body shuddering in his arms.
The sound was loud, shaking, messy—soaked in release and surrender—as she collapsed back against his chest, her plush thighs twitching, her generous chest heaving, her green eyes dazed with pleasure.
Lor didn’t stop immediately, his fingers moving slowly inside her, milking the aftershocks, his other hand gently massaging her trembling breasts, smearing the mint oil deeper into her flushed, freckled skin, her nipples hard and glistening.
Sophia leaned in, her lips finding his again, slow and deep this time, her tongue sliding into his mouth as her small breasts pressed hard to his back, her pussy throbbing with the shared heat of Lia’s climax.
They stayed like that—Lia twitching in his lap, fucked senseless on his fingers.
Sophia wrapped around him from behind, rubbing her slick chest against his skin, kissing him like he was her last breath, her blue eyes half-lidded with lingering arousal.
Lor’s hands didn’t stop, one buried in Lia’s dripping pussy, the other kneading her breast, his cock throbbing against her back, the air heavy with the scent of mint, lavender, and their raw desire.
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Silverward Manor
The manor was silent, a velvet-dark silence that pressed against the senses—thick curtains drawn, candles long extinguished, warding spells humming low along the baseboards like sleeping serpents.
But Kiara’s room pulsed with heat, not of flesh or friction, but of something deeper, older, primal.