Chapter 150 Transformation
Liam held her tighter, his arms wrapped protectively around her as their bodies moved in slow, perfect rhythm. Every thrust was deep, measured, and deliberate—each one sending soft, breathy moans spilling from Lilith’s parted lips.
"Mmmhh~... ahhh... Liam..." she whimpered, her voice trembling as her fingers curled into the sheets beneath her.
She felt everything—every inch of him inside her, every brush of his lips on her skin, every small flex of his muscles as he moved above her.
Liam’s forehead rested against hers now, their breath mixing, their gazes locked—her golden eyes wide and dazed, shining with heat and emotion.
"You’re so beautiful like this..." he murmured, his voice low, thick with want but laced with awe.
Her response was a moan—a helpless, needful sound—and then her legs tightened around his waist again, pulling him in even deeper.
The room was warm with their heat, the scent of sweat and arousal hanging thick in the air. Liam felt drunk on her—on the sound of her moans, the way her body clung to his, the way her back arched with each thrust like her body was made just for him.
"Hahh~... aahh... mmnhh...!" Lilith bit her lip, her hands sliding up his back, nails digging lightly into his skin with every wave of pleasure.
He slowed down even more, just to watch her—her flushed cheeks, her parted lips, the way her eyes fluttered when he hit just the right spot. And he knew exactly where it was.
Every time his hips rolled forward, she gasped louder, her body jerking just slightly beneath him.
"L-Liam... it’s—ahhh~... it’s too good..." she breathed, unable to hold it in.