Demarion spoke breathlessly, while somewhere in the back of his mind, he was still surprised by this Aakifahlynn's performance thus far.

Demarion lined up at her core and slid right in; her juices made the entry less painful for her. Emperor Dracul went in and out slowly, like he did when he was on top of her and basked in the delirious feeling of her core clenching around him.

Soon enough, he was there.

Demarion picked up the pace and throttled her relentlessly, while Aakifahlynn was busy clenching her core without mercy till they were both screaming and panting, voicing incoherent words in pure bliss until he released his seed...