Chapter 959: Anal Queen In the Making
Quinlan felt it too; the impossible tightness, the way her body fluttered around him like. His breath turned ragged as he pushed harder, faster, his hold possessive, demanding, utterly claiming.
"Let’s go together," he growled, tugging on her hair and rolling her nipple between his fingers.
Blossom’s body shattered around him, her cry sharp and euphoric as her grand orgasm rushed over her, shaking her to the core. It was the greatest she’d ever experienced, releasing a bucketful of her lady juices onto the rooftop. She felt herself fall apart utterly and helplessly, her body constantly trembling in his touch.
And as if her pleasure were the key, Quinlan followed, gripping her tighter as his own release came, his groan vibrating deep into her neck as he pressed his lips there.
Together, they rode the wave of extreme bliss, her whimpers mingling with his ragged breaths as their bodies slowly, reluctantly, came down from the high.
Blossom remained slumped over the railing, her breath coming in shallow, broken gasps. Her pupils had shrunk into tiny dots, her eyes glazed over into a blissful white haze of total surrender.
"That was..." Aurora blinked, cheeks aflame, genuinely at a loss for words.
"I’ve seen Blossom... uh... totally lose it plenty of times," Seraphiel giggled, fanning herself with both hands. "But never like that."
Quinlan, however, wasn’t one to chat. He withdrew his penis from Blossom’s welcoming entrance, turning toward the others. His movements were languid, predatory, a beast in absolute control of its hunt.
The soft, slick sound as he pulled free echoed sharper than it had any right to. Both pairs of eyes instinctively followed the motion... and then froze on what was left standing.
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His throbbing cock was still fully erect. Veins pulsing. Glazed and ready. It stood as a blatant, physical declaration of intent before them.
A ripple of tension snapped through the rooftop.