The soft tremor in her voice from earlier had shifted into something even more primal, more needy. She opened her eyes slowly, her pupils blown wide with lust, and there was no denying the intensity swirling between them.
Without saying a word, Cruzer captured her lips again, but this time there was no hesitation, no restraint.
The kiss was fierce, urgent, and consuming. Elara responded with equal fervor, her hands threading through his hair, tugging him closer.
Her legs, which had loosened around his waist moments ago, tightened once again, pulling him back into her as if she couldn't bear even a sliver of space between them.
"Cruzer... I need more..." she breathed between kisses, her voice barely more than a hoarse whisper. The desire in her tone sent a jolt through him, his body responding instantly. continue with another sex scene between the two, have them fuck like naimalas as they have lost themselves due to the mist in the icey cave
