Eteri wanted more, with every thrust she felt the satisfaction of rolling pleasure heat her entire frame. With every nip at her neck, every flick of her nipple… it was everything she wanted and more.

Eteri had sex before, but not quite like this. It was as though it was something he had studied closely, and extensively. Eteri shivered. If he kept this up she’d reach orgasm and climax sooner than she wanted.

“N-Nevin…” She whimpered, finally managing to grasp speech. “N-need..a..ahh…” Whatever words she wanted to speak were lost when she felt his teeth clamp down hard over her breast, followed by a gentle suckling sensation. She arched her back into him and wrapped her legs right around his waist. Eteri’s clawed hands dragged down his back until… until the strange tendrils left his body and entangled themselves around her wrist, holding her down. “M.mmf….”

“You’re mine” He growled possessively as he pulled out, she groaned and tried to wriggle back toward him. “No. I want to hear you say it. Tell me who you belong to.”

Eteri mumbled quietly her lips quivering as her half lidded eyes stared up at Nevin. Longing, submissive. “Tell me.” He repeated.

“I...I belong to you…” Eteri breathed, and was rewarded, rightly so as Nevin pressed the length of himself back into her. His hand found the round of her ass as he pulled her up on an angle. Driving deeper into her Eteri’s eyes fluttered as they rolled into the back of her head. Every so often she’d on purposefully struggle against the binds just so she’d feel them wrap around her tighter.

Just how much can he feel with those things…. the thought briefly crossed her mind before it became lost as Nevin once again pressed his lips to her own and Eteri became lost in the heated and coppery taste of his tongue.