Chapter 4: The Primal PoundingThe thunder roared outside, but it couldn't pull Khiri’s focus away from her drenched, swollen mound. The rugged man flicked her throbbing clit with a finger, and a fresh wave of honey gushed out, hot and steaming. Her petals pulsed rhythmically, begging for him.“Ah… Ahh… Oh God… Khiri!”He positioned the massive head of his cock, grinding and rubbing it against her sensitive nub. The contact was like an electric shock, a wildfire spreading through her veins. Nuna arched her hips, pressing herself harder against his flaring head as he thrust it up and down against her.“Khiri… stop… Ahhh… Oh, si-id… Yes!”“You’re soaking wet, Nuna. Do you like it when I do this?” He bucked his hips, dipping the head of his shaft in and out of her entrance.“Ohhh… you’re twitching so hard for me.” The shaft hadn't even fully entered yet, but he kept the head lodged inside, swirling his hips in a slow, agonizing circle. Her inner lips spread and pouted, weeping sweet nect
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