Hana's breath hitched, her body caught in a literal tug-of-war between two apex predators.
On the bottom, Raiden was finally finding his rhythm, moving impatiently since Hana had suddenly stopped, his ninth tail—now fluffy and vibrant—curling around Hana's thigh with a possessive, silky strength.
Above her, Caspian was a wall of radiating heat, his golden eyes dark with a lustful hunger as he peered into her eyes.
"I said no," Hana gritted out, though her voice lacked its usual icy bite.
What was wrong with them? Why couldn't they hear a simple no? And what was wrong with her? She could normally push them away and stand her ground, but she… haah.
She couldn't think straight.
This was bad.
The friction from Raiden's cock rubbing her insides was sending sparks through her nerves, blurring her focus.
