Kapitel 71: Who The Hell Is Aeric?

Alzera's head fell back, a strangled cry of ecstasy tearing from her lips as Aeric's thick, rigid length stretched and filled her. With Aeric's permission, her palms danced around his body, her nails raking down his chest, leaving pink trails in their wake as she surrendered to the delicious sensations that consumed her.

"Nhm! Mhm! Mhn!" she held back all her moans each time Aeric thrusted into her. She looked up at him, her eyes begging him. "Fuck me, Dagwood! Fuck me!"

Aeric was happy to oblige.

His grip on her hips tightened, his knuckles almost turning white as he continued to maintain his composure. But Alzera's cunt was achingly tight, and the slick heat of her core quickly unraveled his control, and he began to thrust up into her, meeting her needy movements with bruising force.

"Oh my! Oh my!" she moaned in whispers. "It feels like you're knocking on my womb with every thrust!"