*** WARNING: This Chapter Has Extremely Descriptive And Graphic Sexual Content. Viewer Discretion Is Advised***
Skye moaned noisily, unfettered by anyone hearing them. It was the last night of their honeymoon, and Skye wasn't going to hold back. Every time Tidas thrust into her, she made some kind of noise. It made the prince harder with every little groan she made.
Tidas began to make a game of it, to see how loud he might get her to be before they finished. He started slow, but hard; plunging as deeply as he could. Skye pulled at his legs to go faster, but he kept to his torturous pace. When he did begin to speed up, his depth had let up. Skye decided to slam herself against him, but he grabbed her hips to stop her.
