Maui's control snapped like a taut rope under too much strain. One moment, Byung had her pinned against the rough stone wall of his chambers, his transformed body—taller, stronger, more commanding—thrusting into her with aggressive force. His larger cock filled her completely, stretching her walls with each deep stroke, the slick sounds of their bodies colliding echoing off the damp walls. But he refused to give her that release she craved.
The edge of climax teased her, making her thighs tremble and her breath come in short, desperate gasps. Then, with a roar of frustration and lust, she lost control. Her orc strength surged, hands shoving against his chest with explosive force. Byung flew back, surprise flashing in his golden eyes as he hit the bed with a thud, the contents compressing under his weight.
"What the—"
Maui pounced, her seven-foot frame mounting him in an instant, knees pinning his hips to the mattress.
