Maat’s POV
He thrusts again, and I slowly felt my hurdle break. He pushed until I felt him fully inside of me, then he stopped. My breathing came out fast, and he glanced at me, worried. "Nestor… please.” I pleaded, elongating the last word.
He drifted in and out, giving me a chance to breathe. Feeling a foreign object impaling me was something I didn’t expect to feel so… sensual. I whimpered as he increased his speed and hitting something inside of me, I cannot explain.
I moaned his name. I felt Naila sending some heat through my palms as I brush them on his back. His eyes flashed as he receives the energy. Suddenly, he became rough and grabbed me then lifted my lower body in the air. He held and squeezed my butt tight as he shoves harder and faster. I was panting and yelling his name.
