// won't you breathe with me? //
Her head and neck had always been areas of particular delight to her, and that had not changed. If anything, the horns jutting from the sides just behind the temples had added to the sensitivity of those areas. The pale crescents themselves were of keratine, hollow and without feeling, but the place where they connected to her skull was full of nerve endings. The shudder down her spine as Liam obliged her and ran his digits through the silver bright hair was visceral, almost as potent as if he'd grazed a nipple.
"Mmh, that feels good," she breathed – then groaned in surprise as Liam bucked his pelvis up, driving himself so deeply into her that Maea felt her consciousness blackout for a fraction of a second; hitting some incredible spot that had her grinding against him, her hips rolling and angling eagerly to try and feel that sensation again.
"Mmh, that feels good," she breathed – then groaned in surprise as Liam bucked his pelvis up, driving himself so deeply into her that Maea felt her consciousness blackout for a fraction of a second; hitting some incredible spot that had her grinding against him, her hips rolling and angling eagerly to try and feel that sensation again.
Maea
// won't you take me to your heart? //
