Aiden growled low in his throat, eyes darkening with raw hunger as he stared down at Mira—sprawled beneath him on the bed, legs still trembling from her last orgasm, virgin blood and slick staining the blue sheets. Her hazel eyes were glassy, lips parted in breathless pants, massive breasts heaving with every ragged inhale.
"No way I'm satisfied yet," he rasped, voice thick with lust. In one smooth, merciless push, he sheathed himself back inside her—full length plunging deep, stretching her freshly deflowered pussy to its limits again.
Mira's back arched off the bed like she'd been electrocuted—eyes rolling back, mouth falling open in a sharp, surprised cry. "S-Sir—! Oh god—too deep—!"
