Riven did not expect Soren's next move. One moment they were kissing, exchanging their breaths and alive, but in the next... He inserted the third finger! He could not take it! It was too much!
His breath hitched, and he could barely get any words out. They seemed to be stuck in his throat. The air around him felt cooler, he felt more exposed. Soren's fingers wriggled inside him, repeatedly touching his G-spot.
His sharp breathing and muffled moans filled the room. Soren seemed to want to change that. He didn't want Riven to muffle any sounds, but Riven was not doing it on purpose. His head felt heavy, he felt dizzy, he gripped Soren hard, otherwise he felt like he would fall down, even though he was seated comfortably on the bed.
In other words, he felt like he was on a cloud, he couldn't tell what was real anymore. The only thing he could tell was that he felt good.
