Virelle's POV
I could feel the heat, pressure, and my unbearable need for more.
My thoughts fragmented as my world narrowed to the sensation of his body against mine.
"Hmm… don't stop… Brother… Haa… Ethan…"
My voice was a broken whisper and each word was punctuated by continuous gasps and moans.
I was losing myself in this sea of pleasure I hadn't known even existed in this colorless world.
His pace suddenly quickened and his groans mingled with mine when he suddenly stilled.
A warm and sticky liquid spilled onto my stomach and panties and its scent was sharp and unmistakable.
My skin burned where it landed as the sensation seemed both scorching and strangely satisfying at the same time.
I glanced down and saw his cock still jutting out copious amounts of that sticky and smelly liquid that gathered on my waist and panties.
The sight of it gathering on my skin sent a strange thrill through me.
