Seraphine shudders, overwhelmed by Eric's loving and passionate touches.
It's too big - it ought to be too big. But at the same time, it's hot and wet and thick, and her body just wants, wants that - wants him. Caught without any breath to moan, she reaches down with both hands and spreads her own swollen lips.
He licks hard, growling into her, so she feels the sweet thrum of it right on her clit. With a short sob, she lets go to grab hold of his mane, his horns, and clings to him. He growls once more - like it's some sort of an affirmation, and she bends over his head then finally shudders with her release.
"E-Eric!!!" Seraphine shouted in immense pleasure, much to Eric's delight.
For what seems like a long time after that, he goes on licking the insides of her thighs - gently, as if to lap up every last glimmer of wet. She buries her face in his mane, mumbling mindlessly to herself, "So good. That was so good. Why was that so good?"
