The overwhelming fullness tipped me over the edge without warning. Pleasure crashed through me violently. I came with a sharp cry, my hole spasming and rippling around his thick cock as my own release painted my stomach in hot streaks. The orgasm left me shaking, oversensitive and still clenching desperately around him.
Kasteil groaned deeply, hips twitching with the effort of staying still. "That's not fair, Holland," he rasped, a breathless laugh in his voice. "You're going to make me lose control too fast."
"Whose fault is that?" I shot back weakly, still panting through the aftershocks.
He grinned, wicked and fond, then leaned down to claim my mouth in a deep, hungry kiss. He bit my lower lip gently, tugging it before soothing the sting with his tongue.
"Want to take a break?" he asked softly against my lips.
I shook my head immediately. "No. Don't stop. I need you to move."
"You sure?" His crimson eyes searched mine, always so careful even when he was burning for me.
