She grabbed onto his shoulder, leaving a small trail of torn skin as she raked her nails against him. Tearing her lips from his, she cried out, but not from pain… more from the most delirious animalistic ecstasy the gods had ever created.
Setting a relentless, almost frantic pace, Toya ground his hips hard against her, his entire body straining against hers as he sought release from the near-painful erection. "Kyoko," he groaned into her ear. Hearing her whimper beneath him in reply, he lowered his head to catch her lips in another frantic kiss.
"What you need…” Toya panted against her mouth. “…is who I am." His voice changed to a mere whisper as he added, “My love.”
He couldn’t hold on any longer, after a final violent push, lifting her hips for the deepest penetration he could find,
