Page 165 of Savage Throne

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Page 165 of Savage Throne

I moved one hand to her breast and squeezed it. “Fuck yes. I love this pussy.”

“You love it?”

“God yes.”

“Oh.”

The sight of her, lost in the moment, took my breath away.

Those breasts bounced as her movements quickened.

Tears shimmered in her eyes but they didn’t fall.

And then, her rhythm became frantic, her body moving against mine like a storm—wild, unyielding, and utterly mesmerizing. The tight heat of her pussy wrapped around my cock, pulling me deeper with every thrust, every rise and fall.

My grip on her hips tightened as if I could somehow tether myself to this moment, to her, to us.

“Oh, Moni.”

“Lei. . .”

“I don’t want this to end. . .”

“Me either. . .

The sound of her breathless moans filled the night air, mingling with the hum of crickets and the soft, distant murmur of the river below.

Each sound sent shockwaves of pleasure through me, intensifying the heat coiling in my core.

Her head tilted back, exposing the elegant curve of her neck, and the fireflies swirled around us, casting golden light over her flushed brown skin.

She was a vision—a crowned goddess illuminated by nature itself, her beauty so staggering it stole the air from my lungs.

“Moni,” I groaned, my voice breaking under the weight of the pleasure building between us. “You’re. . .you’re my everything.”

Her eyes fluttered open, locking onto mine, dark and glazed with desire. “Lei. . .”

Her voice trembled. “I’m so close…”

“Me too, but I want you to let go first. I want to feel you lose yourself all over my cock.”

Slowly riding me, twisting those hips, she leaned forward and brushed her lips over mine in a kiss that was as much a promise as it was a surrender. “Take me there, baby.”

“Yes, Mountain Mistress.” My hands slid to her waist, guiding her movements as her pace quickened, her body grinding against mine with a frantic urgency.

Those breasts deliciously bounced.

“Fuckkk.” I could feel her trembling, the telltale quiver of her thighs, the way her breath hitched and her moans turned into soft, breathy cries.

“Oh. Oh.”

“There you go, baby.” I lifted, capturing her lips in a searing kiss as her body began to shatter around me.

“Oh, Lei.” She broke apart. “Oh!”

That cry spilling from her lips sent a rush of pride and possessiveness surging through me. Her pussy’s wet, satiny walls tightened around my cock, squeezing me in a way that sent stars bursting in my head.

“Moni,” I groaned and let my head fall back as the wave of her climax yanked me under too, dragging me into the depths of my own release.