"Oh fuck," Grace gasped, her back arching off the forest floor like she'd been shocked.
Diana's fingers curled inside her, hitting a spot that made Grace's vision blur and her toes curl. Two digits deep, thumb circling her clit with maddening precision, while Diana's mouth worked at Grace's earlobe, hot breath making her shiver.
"That's it," Diana murmured, her voice a low purr against Grace's skin. "Let go."
Grace's thighs trembled uncontrollably. Her wings fluttered against the ground, kicking up leaves and dirt in little bursts. The pressure inside her built to an unbearable peak, and then—
"AGH!"
Her release crashed through her like a tidal wave, muscles clenching around Diana's fingers as pleasure radiated outward. For a moment, Grace forgot everything—water zombies, ancient Pillars, even her own name. All that existed was this perfect, pulsing sensation between her legs and the incredibly embarrassing noises coming from her mouth.
+5 Love
Love: 35/100
