She chuckled."Of course, you did."
He slid a finger along her slit."Current evidence shows I am performing correctly."
"What evidence?"
"The slickness here," he said, sliding his fingertip just inside her.
She groaned.
He slid another finger inside and started pumping.Whether it was to bring out another orgasm or to stretch her, Gianna didn't care.It felt amazing and she was there for every single stroke.Another orgasm was not very far away, either.
He had her wiggling and moaning until she came again.
She laid there, spent and sedated, but this ride wasn't over yet.She knew that as soon as Marcin stood in between her legs.He lifted her hips to make her the right height.
He entered her slowly, and with a gentle thrust, he pushed in.
She stretched and felt herself opening to him, just on the edge of painful.Not quite, but almost.He pulled back, and eased in again, going a little deeper.
She moaned and he pulled back and went in deeper still, just a touch faster.
She rocked against him, and he matched her pace, pushing in as she arched.
In a couple of tries, they found a rhythm, and he started to increase his pace, and she matched him, thrust per arch.
Her body responded, building up another orgasm, this one for the books, for sure.She held onto the bedding, and when it hit, she dug her fingers into the cloth, and heard the stitching pop.
In a moment, he came as well, his whole body shaking for a second, before he pulled out of her, and collapsed on the bed.
Neither of them moved for a few minutes.Eventually, she turned and looked at him.
“Hi.”
He smiled.“Hi.”
She ran her hand over his back, her fingers lingering on the nodes on his back, tracing the lines.“And these connect you to the hive?”
He chuckled.“Among other things.”
“Such as?”
He closed his eyes.
And she felt liquid come out of the nodes—not like it made her wet or anything, but it oozed out.
He raised up, and the silvery liquid had formed a shirt.
“I think I like you without that.”
“I was just demonstrating.”
“Ahh.”
After a quick bathroom break, they both just laid on the bed, Marcin had pulled the sheets down and had slid into the bed.
"So, you snuggle too?"Gianna asked.
"Is that not part of the process?"
