The balcony's stone was cold under Arina's palms.
Her knees dug into it, rough and unforgiving. But none of that mattered. Not now. Aiden's cock pushed inside her—slow at first, then deep.
It filled her completely. Stretched her in ways she never imagined. Pain mixed with pleasure, sharp and sweet.
"Aaaahhhhhhh..."
She gasped, head dropping forward, white hair falling over her face like a curtain.
"Oh god..." Arina whispered. Her voice broke. This was it. The real thing. No dreams. No fevered touches from before.
His dick was raw, hot, throbbing against her walls. It leveled her. Broke her open. She had fought monsters, slain beasts that made men scream.
But this? This ecstasy? It was heaven. The kind nuns like Amber prayed for but never touched. Arina's body shook. Her core clenched around him, greedy for more. Juices slicked her thighs, dripping down in the night air.
