Ezra
I give most of the control to Maddox. Her scent is driving us wild, neither of us can get enough of her scent. I don't know if it's from the heat or just the natural aroma of her.
Her body tenses around me and she purrs as she meets us thrust for thrust. She's squeezing me so hard that it is nearing pain.
The tighter her p***y clenches, the harder I get and I grip her hips, claws sliding into her skin, so I can get a better grip. Some part of me wonders if our grip is too tight, but that thought shatters when she wraps her legs tighter around me, desperate for me to consume her.
I will heal any wounds I give her when we are through. All that matters right now is this moment, well, longer than a moment. We are going to be at this for hours until her hot, slick heat has calmed down.
