Roxanne's knot had barely softened when the hunger returned, a relentless fire in her blood that refused to be quenched. As the thick swell slipped free, Vivianne gasped at the sudden emptiness, only to moan when Roxanne's shaft, still hard, still aching, thrust back inside before the first trickle of seed could escape.
"Again?" Vivianne panted, though her legs are already tightening around Roxanne's waist.
"Again," Roxanne growled, carrying her out of the pool in a cascade of water, their bodies still joined.
Torchlight painted their dripping skin in gold as Roxanne strode toward the bed, Vivianne cradled against her chest. With every step, Roxanne rolled her hips, driving shallow, teasing thrusts into her omega's slick heat.
