~Raphael~
I planned this shi.
I kept my c**k buried to the hilt inside Natalie’s dripping p***y, her walls still fluttering around me like she was trying to milk me dry even while the world ended around us. The steam was thick, the slap of our skin still echoing in my ears, but none of it mattered anymore.
Luna stood there in the doorway, towel dangling from her fingers like she’d forgotten how to hold it, eyes wide and glassy, mouth open in that perfect little “o” of shock that used to make me hard in two seconds flat.
And f**k… the bond—whatever jagged piece of it she hadn’t managed to kill last night—screamed inside my chest like it was being ripped open all over again. I felt her pain. It hit me harder than any punch, sweeter than any moan, and it made my d**k twitch inside anothe
