Chapter 99: TUNA done
Seven settled onto Eren’s engorged cock with a slow, deliberate grace, savoring the intimate friction as his thick shaft slid deep within her once more, stretching her in a way that both thrilled and grounded her. A soft, contented sigh escaped her lips as she adjusted her weight, her hands finding purchase on his broad chest, her fingers splaying against his warm, slightly damp skin, feeling the steady beat of his heart beneath her touch.
She began to move with a languid, sensual rhythm, her hips swaying gently, her inner muscles clenching and releasing around him in a slow, deliberate caress, milking every exquisite sensation, drawing out the pleasure like a precious elixir.
A low, guttural moan rumbled in her chest, a sound of deep, primal satisfaction that echoed in the dimly lit chamber, a testament to the profound connection they shared in that moment. Eren watched her from his position below, his piercing silver eyes locked intently on her face, a primal heat building within him, radiating outwards as he felt her riding him, taking control of their shared intimacy, her power evident in the subtle shifts of her weight, the deliberate tempo of her movements.
Her movements gradually deepened, her pace quickening with a subtle urgency. The soft, wet squish of their slick bodies sliding against each other intensified, a sensual counterpoint to Seven’s increasingly audible moans, each sound a testament to the escalating desire that coiled within her. "Mnn... yes... just like that..." she breathed, her head falling back, her long, dark hair cascading down her back like a silken waterfall, the movement exposing the delicate curve of her neck.
The intensity of the friction was building steadily, a delicious burn that spread through her core, and she leaned forward, pressing her full breasts against his warm chest, the intimate contact further fueling the fire that raged within her, igniting a deeper, more urgent need.
Then, with a sudden surge of raw energy, Seven’s pace shifted dramatically, her languid movements transforming into something altogether more aggressive, more demanding. She rode him with a fierce, untamed intensity, her hips bucking against his with a primal urgency that spoke volumes of her escalating desire.
The wet thwack of their slick bodies colliding echoed in the chamber, a stark and undeniable testament to her newfound dominance, her control now absolute. "Uhhhnn! Fuck, Eren! Fuck me like you mean it!" she growled, her voice raw with unadulterated desire, her sharp nails digging into his taut shoulders, leaving faint crescents in his skin.