Ruvan grabbed a cloth from the bedside table and put it in Solenne's mouth to help her remain quiet. She was grateful for the extra protection against her curse, smiling up at him with approval.
Ruvan teased her entrance with the tip of his cock, waiting until her brows furrowed with frustration before entering her. His eyes never left hers.
She gasped, her body stretching to accommodate him, her pleasure building with each inch. He filled her completely—maybe even too much.
With a glance downward, Solenne saw how her lower belly swelled slightly when he was fully sheathed inside her.
His hips began to move, agonizingly slow, with deep thrusts that hit her deepest places. He was so big that it felt like he was inside her upper stomach.
Her body clenched around him, slick and hot. She could feel the effects of her heat, her core throbbing with need, her hormones raging.
She wanted—no, needed more.
