Aiden had Vegia folded beneath him on the wide bed, her crimson skin flushed a deeper scarlet from exertion and pleasure. Her legs were hooked over his forearms, thighs spread wide, knees pressed toward her shoulders in a deep mating press that left her completely open and vulnerable. His thick cock was buried to the hilt inside her tight, slick heat, stretching her hobgoblin pussy to its limits with every slow, deliberate roll of his hips.
The wet, rhythmic squelch of their joining filled the quiet chamber, punctuated only by her soft, trembling gasps.
"H-Husband… ahh~… so deep already… you're… filling me completely… mmm~…" Vegia's voice was small, breathy, laced with that familiar shyness even as her body arched instinctively to take him deeper. Her short maroon hair clung damply to her forehead; her pink eyes shimmered with unshed tears of overwhelming sensation.
Aiden leaned down, pressing his chest to her soft, heavy breasts, trapping them between their bodies.
