Viktor's weight pressed down onto Olivia's back, her body sinking into the glowing marble altar beneath them.
The surface was warm—unnaturally so—pulsing with divine energy that seemed to respond to their coupling.
Her massive breasts pancaked against the stone, soft flesh bulging out to either side, milk-white skin contrasting against the radiant marble.
"My lord—" Olivia's voice broke, trembling. Her golden eyes were unfocused, tears clinging to her lashes.
Viktor didn't answer. His hand fisted in her golden-brown hair, yanking her head back as his hips rolled forward.
His cock pushed deeper into her throat—eight and a half inches of thick, throbbing flesh that stretched her jaw to its absolute limit. The angle made her throat bulge obscenely, a visible outline appearing along the column of her neck with each thrust.
"Glkk—ghhkkk—!" Olivia gagged, the sound wet and desperate.
