The air in the room was thick, almost suffocating, with the scent of their combined lust and the sound of their frantic, desperate union. Rex's thrusts became shorter, faster, more violent, a frantic, staccato pounding that felt like it would break her in two.
Thwack thwack thwack thwack!
"I'm coming!" he roared, his muscles locking into iron cords of tension. "I'm giving it to you!"
"Take it, Elizabeth! Take all of it!"
As he delivered a final, soul-crushing thrust that felt as if he were trying to bury himself inside her very soul, Elizabeth's world exploded. Her scream was a long, continuous, shattering note of pure, transcendental ecstasy, her body convulsing in a series of violent, rhythmic spasms as she felt the hot, heavy flood of his release erupting deep within her, hitting the very walls of her womb just as he had promised.
