While his head remained bent, she trailed her fingertips along his smooth, curved horns. A tremor ran through his muscled torso, and another gust of pale breath fell from his lips like fog and coiled between her thighs. The wispy tendrils made her p***y tingle and she arched into the sensation. Her c**t pulsed with need. Eben moaned softly behind her and his hips twitched, pressing his c**k deeper into her.
Roka inhaled again, guiding the tendrils of smoke back into him with one long pull of his lungs. The expansion of his chest made him seem even larger. He tilted his head back up and opened his eyes. His pupils were wide and black, but ringed in a circle of speckled silver that glowed.
His low, resonant voice brimmed with lust. “I must have you both. Your mingled scents are too delicio
