Max kept thrusting up into her while standing, holding Rosalia tight in his strong arms, her full weight supported only by him. Her legs stayed locked around his hips, ankles crossed behind his back as every powerful motion drove him deeper into her trembling heat.
The sound of their bodies eting filled the room, rough and intimate, mixing with her broken moans and the harsh rhythm of his breathing.
"Ahhn... Max... haaa... yes... just like that..." she gasped, her voice cracking as her nails dug harder into his shoulders.
Her large, soft breasts bounced against his chest with every movent, nipples dragging hot across his skin. The new position let him reach places that made her body shake, and the heat inside her kept building higher, making her inner walls flutter and squeeze around him like she never wanted to let go.
Max growled low against her neck, his fingers sinking into the soft pillows of her ass as he lifted and dropped her again and again. He could feel how badly she needed him, how tightly she clung to him, how every little tremble in her body answered his own hunger.
"Look at , love," he rasped, his lips brushing her throat. "I want to see your face when you stop holding back."
Rosalia’s breath hitched. Her head tilted back, long snow-white hair swaying with each movent as another helpless cry slipped from her lips.
"Haa... ahh... Max... you’re so deep... mmmh... I can feel you everywhere... haaa!"
Her body clenched around him, heat spreading through her belly and up her spine until she could barely think. She could only feel him, only feel the strength of his arms around her and the way he filled every empty part of her that had been aching for him.
Max’s breathing ca heavy, but he did not slow down. His arms flexed as he held her suspended, using the power in his legs to drive into her again and again. Rosalia’s thighs trembled around his waist, her body growing hotter and softer against him as the pleasure coiled tighter inside her.
"Ahhn... yes... Max... don’t stop... haaa... please..."
"I’ve got you, dear," Max whispered, his voice rough but warm. "Don’t hold anything back from today. Let hear you. Let feel all of it." His words carried all the hunger and need he felt for her, making her tremble against him.
He walked forward slowly while still buried deep inside her, each step sending a fresh jolt through her body as he shifted inside her. Rosalia whimpered loudly at the new sensation, her arms tightening around his neck.
"Max... what are you—haaa... oh my..."
Her words broke into another moan as he carried her across the room, still moving inside her with every step. The change made her cling to him harder, drawing sharper, needier cries from her throat.
He pressed her back against the cool wall, pinning her there with his body. The sudden cold against her heated skin made her gasp, but the contrast only made the fire inside her burn hotter. Max adjusted his grip on her ass, holding her firmly as he began moving harder against her, each thrust deeper and more forceful than before.
Rosalia’s moans intensified imdiately, turning into loud, broken cries she could no longer control.
"Ahhn... Max... haaa... yes... harder... mmmh... like that... ahh... ahh...!"
Her back arched against the wall, her breasts pressing firmly into his chest as he drove into her again and again.
The angle made her body shudder, her legs tightening around his waist as if she wanted to pull him even closer. The wall creaked softly behind her with each heavy thrust, and the room filled with their breathless sounds, her desperate cries, and the rhythm of him taking her apart piece by piece.
Max leaned in, his forehead almost touching hers.
"You’re beautiful like this," he breathed, his voice strained with need. "So beautiful it’s driving mad, Rosalia."
Her gray eyes fluttered, unfocused and shining with pleasure.
"Haa... Max... I’m so full... ahhn... you’re too much... don’t stop... please... ahh... Max!"
Her nails raked down his back, leaving red lines as her legs tightened around him. Max groaned against her throat, his hips snapping up harder, faster, keeping her pinned there while his hands held her like she was sothing precious and dangerous at the sa ti.
"That’s it, my love," he groaned. "Stay with . Just and you. Nothing else today."
The pleasure kept climbing, the heat inside her turning almost unbearable as her body squeezed him in tight, rhythmic pulses. She could feel every movent, every shiver, every hungry breath between them, and it made her cry out even louder, her voice raw and trembling.
"My love... haaa... I can’t... ahhn... it’s too much... mmmh... yes... please... haaa!"
Her body shuddered in his arms, thighs quivering as the heat inside her kept building higher, pushing her closer and closer to the edge without letting her fall. Max kept moving against her, relentless and deep, his strong hands gripping her ass tightly enough to leave marks in the soft flesh.
Then Rosalia’s gray eyes suddenly widened.
The color inside them shifted and swirled as a deep purple glow began to bleed through, draconic slits forming where her pupils had been. At the sa mont, Max’s dark brown eyes flashed with the sa change, the rich brown lting into glowing purple that matched hers. Sharp draconic features flickered across both their faces for one breathless second.
Their gazes locked.
The heat between them changed.
It was no longer only desire. Sothing ancient was answering from both of their bodies at once.
Max’s grip tightened around her, but his voice softened.
"Rosalia..."
Her lips parted, trembling as the purple glow deepened in her eyes.
"Max..."
The room seed to hold its breath as the power between them surged higher, wrapping around their bodies like a living fla, binding their hunger, their hearts, and their blood together in the sa burning rhythm.
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