Jolthar gave a guttural groan.
He drove into her in one fierce, deep stroke.
Hmmmh AHHH!!
Raayani cried out, her voice muffled by the tree bark.
He was so big, stretching her, filling her with an intensity that bordered on pain before it melted into pure, blinding pleasure.
There was no gentle easing, no slow build. This was a claiming.
He didn't wait for her to adjust.
He set a punishing rhythm immediately, each thrust a powerful surge of his hips that slammed her body against the tree. The rough bark scraped at the silk covering her front, a sharp counterpoint to the incredible, slick friction building where they were joined.
"Is this what you came for, my lady?" He grunted, his breath hot on her neck. His arm tightened around her waist, holding her immobile for his use.
"Is this the attention you wanted?"
"Yes! Gods, yes!" she gasped, the words torn from her. Her own hands scrambled against the tree, finding purchase as he pistoned into her.
