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It was slow sex, which she didn't expect because she liked the fast one but… “Silas,” she breathed, she liked the slow pace too. She liked his groin. The atmosphere became tighter and if by chance the breeze decided to go their way, they could only hear the sound, however, it reduced the heat developing in their bodies. Silas had sweat dripping from his forehead, which was something Tabitha enjoyed seeing. The heat increased the tension and zeal to want more and more banging from Silas, her werewolf mate. She loved it. She loved how her breasts were reacting, how her stomach was full of sensations that she could only experience at a time like this. No words could explain how beautiful and de

He entered her slowly without hurting her. He wanted her to enjoy this as much as he did. Every time he had to force her to have sex except when she was drugged, oh! let’s not forget about their precious night in the woods, they consummated their love willingly on that night. He don’t want to hurt her body and started with slow strokes making sure she adjusted to his size. Zara frowned waiting for the pain but it didn’t happen. She felt euphoric when he entered her very slowly. She felt every inch of him moving inside her making her respond to his kiss passionately. After getting her response Sebastian started pounding her.

I held his hand. " Why?" He asked. " No problem." A blunt object is now entering my hole, making me sigh. Starting with a slow tempo, his hand touches my body in a friendly manner and he increases the tempo to a fast one way. I put my arm around his shoulder for the long blunt object to go deeper and pump it fast. Our bodies are both sweaty. "Please, don't end." I say as we chase gratification, I wrap my arms around his shoulders tightly following his fast tempo and make the long and dull object pierce deeper into my hole. I didn't want him to end this hot day so quickly, no matter how many times I climaxed.

Ashley's tiny, frail body was still jerking, responding to the back and forth movement of Sirius' hips. "Fuck! God baby..." Sirius groaned as the warm, narrow walls pinned his penis with pleasure. Actually, he couldn't stand such a slow tempo. Sirius was a man who fuck, raw and rough. Never in his life, he had sex so slowly and gently. Making love was never written in his dictionary. But, this was the girl he had longed for all his life. The girl he loves. He was willing to do anything for the comfort of this girl. Including the slow motion sex that actually tortured Sirius.

I let her take her pleasure, helping her to find her release twice more, before I flip us over. “Now, let me show you what it’s like when your vampire mate is in control,” I tell her. I start slow, but vampires move much faster than werewolves and that is true when we have sex too. I slowly increase my pace, making sure she can adjust, and hours later as the sun begins to rise, her legs are over my shoulders, my hands are gripping her hips and I’m jackhammering into her as screams my name again and we both find our release.

With that, I buried myself in between her valley, taking her sweet and seductive scent. She slowly engulfed my giant member completely, “Stef, you are so f*cking big!” A soft moan escaped my mouth when she began to move slowly. “F*ck, Giselle! Always so tight!” I grunted, enjoying her slow and deep movement while holding her tightly to support her body. As I instructed, she began pumping on my length like a cowboy. “Ah! Wow, baby! You are doing great!” I moaned loudly when she increased the pace.

It looked even bigger in the shadows. I didn't want to wait. I wanted to feel him inside me again. I lifted myself up and guided him to my opening. I was already so wet that he slid right in. I let out a loud gasp. It felt different this time—more slow and deep. Because we were sitting on the soft sofa, he could go all the way in. He started to move his hips. It was a slow, heavy rhythm. He was hitting that special spot over and over. I put my arms around his neck and buried my face in his shoulder. Every time he pushed up, I felt a wave of pleasure go through my whole body.

I wasn't going to let her off the hook that easily. I reduced my pace deliberately. I stopped the hard, driving rhythm, pulling my cock almost completely out of her weeping heat until only the head was hovering at her entrance, before sliding back in with an agonizingly slow, teasing crawl. The sudden loss of friction earned a loud, frustrated whine from Sienna. Her hips jerked upward on instinct, trying to chase the missing weight of my cock, her hands gripping my waist as she tried to force me back down into her core.

Kol murmurs against my ear as he positions himself; easing in gently. My eyes roll back in my head as he rolls his hips, catching every sensitive part of me perfectly. I want more, I want it harder, but every time I try to slam back into him he halts me, and tells me again, "slow baby. Slow." I'm getting impatient; I don't do slow sex. I do love rough hard quick sex. Why won't he give me what I want? The weird thing is, I feel my body tighten and build up slowly with this extraordinary torture.