Chapter 68: Transformation of Pleasure
"Ah… yes… that's it!"
Zaiyila moaned loudly, uncaring of anything else around her. Her arms wrapped tightly around Everett's neck, trying to steady herself.
"I… I want to hold your horns, husband…" she stammered between gasps of pleasure.
"Go ahead, my Queen," Everett encouraged, his voice low and rich with desire.
"Will it hurt?" Zaiyila asked, a flicker of concern in her voice.
Everett leaned in closer and smirked. "I'll go completely wild if you do that, so be careful, my Queen," he warned huskily.
"I want exactly that," Zaiyila whispered with a mischievous smile, and without waiting another second, she grabbed his horns.
"Oh my—!" Everett groaned in pleasure as his thrusts intensified.
"Yes… yes… ah… f*ck! That's it! I love you, Eve!"
