Eren slammed into her, one hand gripping her jaw and tilting her head back. Velira let out a sharp moan in response, breath hitching.
"This isn't enough," he growled, voice rough.
Without warning, he pushed her toward the edge of the lake. Her body bending in front of him, Eren shifted his hand, curling it beneath her hips to lift them higher. His waist pressed into her arched hips as he grabbed her by the nape and forced her head down—guiding her into the earth.
The motion was brutal. Velira gasped, her body jerking at the sudden shift, unable to catch up. She collapsed beneath the weight of it—but for Eren, it still wasn't enough.
Not yet.
He thrust into her, again and again, each movement driven by something deeper, more primal. Her legs trembled, twitching under him, but he didn't slow—not until she convulsed around him, again and again, and even then... he wasn't done.
Not until he released at least once.
He stood up, gripping her hair and yanking her back with a sudden force. Without pause, he began thrusting into her—again and again—each motion rougher than the last. Then, with one sharp, punishing drive, he slammed into her hard, burying himself to the hilt.
Velira cried out, the sound echoing across the lake's edge.
The impact jolted her body upward, a yelp escaping Velira's lips as a hot--white liquid surged violently inside her, as if impaling. The release came in a flood—thick, overwhelming, as if a bucket had been emptied deep within her. It filled her completely, pressing against her walls until her lower belly swelled with the pressure. Then, unable to contain it all, it spilled out—streaming down her thighs, over her joints, and finally mixing with the rippling waters of the lake below.
Velira collapsed beneath the rising sun, her chest rising and falling in gasps as she turned her head toward Eren.
"That was—" she began, her voice breathless.
But then she saw it.
Her eyes widened. "How are you still—?"
Before she could finish, Eren had already grabbed her by the neck and twisted her around.
Velira struggled for air, choking, her voice barely holding together. "Wait… wait!"
Eren leaned in close, voice low and rough. "Huh? Didn't you say I could have my fill this time?"
Velira gently placed a hand on his chest, trying to steady her breath as she whispered between gasps, "I… I can't take any more… not like this."
She paused, then slowly sank to her knees before him, her gaze steady despite the flush on her cheeks.
"Will this do?" she asked, voice soft but laced with heat.
Without waiting for a reply, she reached for him—her fingers wrapping around his length as she guided it to her parted lips. Her tongue flicked out.
"Tch." Eren clicked his tongue, disappointment flickering across his face.
Velira met his gaze briefly. "This time," she said, voice muffled around him, "I won't stop… until I finish."
She placed her hands firmly around his hips, pulling him closer. Then, in one smooth motion, she took him deep—burying him into her throat without hesitation.
Eren inhaled sharply. The sensation—tight, hot, unrelenting—wasn't new, but it struck different. Deeper. More consuming.
He groaned low in his throat. No matter how many times—he couldn't get enough.
Velira moved with wild intensity, her head bobbing vigorously, tongue curling expertly around him with each stroke. Each time he slid past her lips, deeper into the tight heat of her throat, Eren found it harder to hold himself back.
He staggered slightly, breath caught, as the pressure built faster than he could control. Before he realized it, he was already teetering on the edge.
He tried to pull back, instinctively—but Velira's grip tightened around his hips, holding him firmly in place.
"Mhn-no… vowing vackh aw," she murmured around him, muffled but unmistakable. (TL: No moving back now.)
Her head moved faster, greedier. Glistening trails of saliva splattered around, it coated him as she enveloped his length—pillowy mouth and swirling tongue worked in perfect, ravaging rhythm.
Eren clenched his fists. The sensation was overwhelming—raw, intoxicating. And he was rapidly losing control.
Then—she grazed him—just barely—with her teeth, a teasing bite at the tip.
But, That was all it took.
In that instant, Eren's mind blanked. A shudder ripped through him as his body convulsed violently as he grabbed hold of her head, gripping her tightly as he slammed her down onto his pelvis—holding her there, refusing to let her move an inch.
Velira's eyes shot wide. With a deep groan, Eren erupted—spilling everything into Velira's throat, directly into her stomach.
Velira didn't pull back. She swallowed it all as Eren's hips jerked hard, pulsing again and again, a relentless stream pouring into Velira, filling her deep--unceasing and powerful.
The sensation crashing over him like waves, until at last, it stopped.
Only then did Eren let go—collapsing backward, chest heaving rapidly as he gasped for breath.
Sweat slicking his skin as he tried to steady himself.
"Haaah…" he exhaled, dazed. "That… was insane."
But Velira wasn't done.
"What was it you said?" she growled, voice husky with heat. "You'd go until I went blank?"
Before Eren could catch his breath, she was already on him—ravaging, relentless. Her slick lips crashed against his, her tongue invading his mouth with wild hunger.
"Wait—" he started.
But the words died.
In the next instant, he found himself face-to-face with her glistening heat—her soaked folds inches from him, dripping with arousal. The scent, the warmth, the sheer need radiating from her—it was overwhelming.
"Mha A Wha—Hiss Wo oo Da—"(TL: While I do this, you lick that) Velira mumbled around him, words slurred by the fullness in her mouth. Her throat already deep onto Eren's shaft. as her hips hovered above him, dripping, demanding—while her mouth worked him with ruthless precision.