Sol bucked and sobbed, hips grinding shamelessly, trying to impale herself deeper, but it would be impossible. His cock was too big—her entrance could barely kiss the fattest ridge, fluttering helplessly against unyielding scale.
His golden eyes burned brighter as he relished in her erotic destruction—the tears cutting through flushed cheeks, the tremor in her thighs, the shameless grind of her hips as she tried to take more than her body could bear.
The air reeked of sex—her sweet musk, his smoky, animal heat, the wet slap of flesh on scale.
Korin's beast roared. The sound shook the clouds, and he ground her wet body harder against the fattest ridge of his cock, forcing her clit to ride it until she screamed.
“Ohhh!!!” Sol’s answering cry was raw, broken—wild surrender, begging to be ruined, split, filled until she burst. “Korin!"
Groaning, he moved her even faster.
Harder.
And then his beast’s cock erupted. Molten, thick ropes burst from the slit in heavy pulses, painting his length, splattering her face, breasts, belly—drenching her completely.
She gasped as hot cum flooded her mouth when she opened it to scream, the salty-metallic taste mixing with her own musk, marking her inside and out.
Sol's eyes flew open as she woke up.
Oh Gods!
She gasped.
Sweat beaded along her collarbone. Her whole body was burning. That felt so wrong since she was always cold. Ice ran through her veins. Frost lived under her skin. But right now, she felt like she was on fire.
Deep in Sol’s chest, her beast stirred—restless, confused. It didn't like the heat. But it liked what was causing it.
Sol’s heart pounded. Her breath came fast. And between her thighs. . .
Oh Gods!
She was wet.
Soaked.
And she was moving.
Grinding.
Against something warm, solid, and hard.
Sol shivered and looked down.
Oh no.
She’d had her most sensitive spot pressed against Korin's bare thigh. And during her dream, she'd been rubbing against the hard muscle.
His thigh dripped with her arousal.
Oh no. Is he awake? Does he know?
Sol's gaze flew to his face.
Korin was awake and his golden eyes were just as bright as in her dream. However, this time there was hot intensity blazing within them that made her stomach flip.
"I. . ." Sol jerked back. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to. . .I was asleep, and. . ."
“No, little one.” Korin's hand shot out and grabbed the back of her head. His fingers tangled in her hair.
