Cassian gripped Lumine's hips, lifting her slightly as he kept driving into her from below. Her face had changed — the pain now melting into pleasure, moans replacing strained breaths.
For him, though, the pleasure was almost unbearable. His pace stuttered as the pressure built, and he managed to choke out, "I'm… cumming—"
His thrusts picked up, harder and faster without him meaning to hold back anymore. Lumine gasped, a loud, broken moan escaping her lips as his sudden speed and strength drove him deeper inside her than before.
Her breasts bounced with every movement, right in her line of sight, and her fingers twisted in the pillow beneath her head, knuckles white. The mix of sharp pain and overwhelming sensation dragged her to the edge, her body tightening as she held on, bracing herself against Cassian's relentless thrusts.
