Warm muscle spread beneath me, strong fingers digging into my back, down to my ass, to my spread thighs. I squirmed and found pressure between my legs, thick and dense. Sound rumbled under my cheek, and a wave of néktar washed over my weak body, soaking into my skin and offering just enough strength for me to chase more. My lips parted on a pant as I started to rock, my brow furrowing at the sore burn in my thighs, but there was another heat in my core, sweeter and sustaining, and I craved the offering from the latter. Hands squeezed the flesh of my ass and I whimpered, using their strength to
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