Chapter 124
Natasha clung to Drogen with an unrelenting grip, her nails digging into his back as she felt the relentless rhythm of his movements. Her toes curled involuntarily, her head tilting back as waves of sensation rolled through her with every deep thrust.
Drogen's pace quickened, his desperation palpable as he drove himself closer to the edge. His breath was hot against her neck, his face buried in the curve of her nape. Every groan, every ragged moan spilling from his lips sent a jolt through her, igniting her desire even more.
Natasha clung to him even harder, her nails leaving marks on his neck as his thrusts became harder, deeper, and more relentless. Her body tensed, her breathing ragged as the pressure inside her coiled tighter with every movement. She could feel him shaking slightly, his own control slipping as the intensity grew unbearable.
"Drogen," she gasped, her voice breaking as her body teetered on the edge.
