Liam positioned himself fully, pressing the tip of his cock against her entrance once more, letting her feel the wet heat coating him. Lilith's hands gripped his shoulders as she shivered, her hips tilting instinctively to welcome him. He didn't rush, letting her feel every inch, every stretch.
"Ah… Liam… god…" she whispered, trembling as her walls fluttered around him.
He sank slowly inside, inch by inch, giving her time to adjust, to feel him filling her completely. Her moans were soft, broken, almost desperate as he held still, letting the fullness drive her wild. Her hands tangled in his hair as she pulled him closer, pressing her chest to his.
"You… feel… so good…" she breathed, her voice thick with need.
He let his hands roam over her body, sliding over her back, down to her hips, holding her in place as he teased inside her. "You're mine," he murmured lowly, voice rough. "Every part of you…"
