Voldrak thrust deep into Maravi, feeling her body shudder as he buried himself to the hilt inside her. Her moans filled the air, but he was surprised to hear her speak even as she gasped with pleasure.
"My-my Lord! It feels so good!" she managed to cry out between gasps, her voice trembling as he leaned forward, continuing to move rhythmically within her.
The sound of their bodies colliding echoed in the room, a mixture of wet slaps and heavy breathing as Voldrak kept his steady pace. His eyes were locked on Maravi, whose face was flushed with excitement, her ears twitching with each thrust. But as he focused on her, he noticed movement in the corner of his eye. Seravi, Maravi's sister, had recovered and was now approaching him, her eyes glinting with mischievous intent.
