A sudden, blinding wave of violet and gold static exploded behind her eyes as her walls convulsed around Kaelen's length. The giant alpha let out a deep, submissive roar through his bared fangs, his body stiffening completely as he buried himself to the very root, discharging his own heavy, hot release deep inside her core while Lucien's fingers found her center one last time, riding out the frantic, trembling ripples of their unified collapse.
The steam rose thick and heavy around them, catching the low, shimmering luminescence of the mountain basin. For several unmeasured minutes, the only sound in the hidden volcanic bowl was the ragged, syncopated rhythm of their breathing, a raw acoustic frequency that slowly merged with the ancient, quiet bubbling of the geothermal springs.
