Sylvaris was still buried deep inside Vespera when the ground suddenly heaved violently beneath them. The violent tremor forced his hips forward in an involuntary, brutal thrust, driving his cock hard against her cervix and making her inner walls spasm around him in shock.
Both of them went still, eyes sharpening with sudden alarm as they felt a heavy, oppressive presence pressing in from the distance. Vespera's reaction was immediate and visceral. Her entire body jerked in his arms, trembling uncontrollably as if she had seen death itself.
Her heart-shaped tail tightened like a vice around his thigh, her wings half-flared in instinctive fear, and her pussy clenched down hard around his still-throbbing cock in a mix of terror and lingering pleasure. The cool moss beneath them felt suddenly colder against their heated skin, and the lingering scent of sex in the air was tainted by something darker, heavier, wrong.
