Lilith’s POV
The pleasure was building to a peak, a deep, throbbing need coiling tight within me.
Then he stopped.
Just like that.
His thick c**k buried deep inside me, but utterly, infuriatingly still.
A desperate, hollow ache seized me instantly.
My nerves screamed in protest, every cell yearning for the lost rhythm.
"Mmmph…" I arched my back, trying to find some friction, some relief, but his powerful thighs held me pinned.
My small movements were useless, a pathetic imitation of the wild, fulfilling pace he'd set just moments before.
Helpless, I tilted my head back, my voice a shaky, pleading whisper.
"Move… please, Rylan. I need… it's so deep, so empty…"
A low, guttural growl rumbled in his chest. I knew he wanted this too.
But he didn't give in. Instead, still buri
