Aiden slowly pulled out of Valeforia, the wet sound echoing in the suddenly quiet room.
Valeforia gave a soft whimper of protest, but her body was too spent to resist. She lay limp, falling beside Xylendra, her head lolling to the side.
Xylendra, however, was not so spent. Her body trembled, her eyes wide and fixed on Aiden.
A flush spread across her cheeks, a mixture of arousal and something akin to fear. Her chest rose and fell rapidly, her nipples, still hard and erect.
"So, you wanted me to touch you, not… Mmmph, huh?" Aiden's voice was a low rumble, a teasing smirk playing on his lips.
Xylendra gulped, her gaze darting away, a shy blush deepening on her face.
Her hands, which had been clutching Valeforia's, now wrung together, her fingers twisting and untwisting.
Her desire, however, was a palpable heat emanating from her, a silent plea.
"I… I didn't mean… I mean…" She stammered, her voice barely a whisper, her eyes still avoiding his.
