Ramose grunted.
Every thrust, every stroke, and every touch of his serpentine sent tingling pleasure coursing through his body.
He'd already taken her once and she'd already pleasured him more than three times.
Even then, every touch of her slender fingers made his insides flutter.
Her every whisper made him shudder.
And her every embrace made his heart melt in a warm current of intense emotions...
When she thrust for the umpteenth time, his muscles clenched and he arched his back and shot inside her warmth.
Versailles slumped on top of her mate, her breath coming out in rough, shallow gasps.
It really wasn't easy to satisfy her mate.
She'd been moving and thrusting the entire ice night. But every time when she thought he'd finally be satiated, his soft member would harden and twitch inside her.
She'd then return to moving her hips again to soften him back.
