Damian had not pulled out yet. He lay heavily on top of Lucien, his heavy breath puffing against the nape of Lucien's neck, his manhood still buried deep inside, twitching slightly in time with every heartbeat. He knew that he had just climaxed, but mere seconds later, when Lucien's body unconsciously contracted around him, Damian found himself beginning to get hard all over again.
"Do not... tell... please do not tell me you still want more..." Lucien whispered, his voice so hoarse that it was practically voiceless. He simply could not believe it. He had climaxed three times, his entire body aching to the point that he only wanted to pass out, and yet the monster inside of him still refused to be satisfied.
