Veiled In Velvet Chains
Their bodies moved together in perfect, filthy rhythm until they shattered again.
Afterward, panting and covered in sweat and rain, Marcus held her close. “Viktor was the last person I expected. We’re truly alone now.”
Pera kissed his scarred chest. “Then we make our own family. You, me, and Lena.”
They drove to a final emergency location an old fishing shack by a remote lake. Once inside, Marcus barricaded the doors and windows. He cleaned Pera gently in the small shower, but gentleness quickly turned heated. He dropped to his knees, lifting one of her legs over his shoulder and devouring her pussy with his tongue. Pera moaned loudly, fingers tangled in his hair as he brought her to climax