Azura's POV
His pace stayed steady and relentless, deep, grinding thrusts that kept the broad head of his shaft pressing hard against that sensitive spot inside me with every single stroke.
The wet, slapping sound of our hips colliding grew louder and dirtier. Wet slick coated his balls and the insides of my thighs.
I broke again. My voice shattered into high, breathless cries as my inner walls clamped down hard on his shaft, milking him through another explosive climax.
Rhydor growled low in his chest, fucking me straight through the orgasm, riding the violent clenching of my body until I was completely limp, wet, and shaking beneath him.
Only then did he freeze, buried to the hilt inside me.
His mouth moved over the side of my neck, settling right over my beating pulse. He licked the slick skin once, then bit down, not hard enough to draw blood yet, but pressing his sharp fangs deep enough into my skin to make me arch my back and cry out.
