The Study

Zane's POV

Moans, cries, grunts, skin hitting skin, Freya's wet white hair sticking to her skin that was slick with sweat.

Her claws had scratched me every part of my skin she could find. The resulting pain only served to sharpen the raw pleasure that bloomed thick in me….and if I wasn't careful, would burst prematurely.

She was too intensely aroused. And this is me putting it mildly. Very very mildly.

Her pussy juices were leaking out of her in gushes and dripping down onto my study desk. This was making her slide up and down the desk, her perfect tits bouncing in my face.

I watched her go. Her glossy blue eyes were rolled backwards so properly only the whites remained while I railed her without mercy. Gods, she was incredibly beautiful.

I pinched her swollen, hard nipple just a little but it was hard enough to send her eyes flying open and her gasping. This soft action contrasted sharply with how hard I was fucking her. "You're forgetting something, sweetheart. Do you remember what