Their First Night Together [R -18]
Felberta tensed for a moment—then relaxed.
His fingers brushed against the warmth between her legs.
She gasped, her entire body trembling.
"Mnhhh~ Julian..." she breathed, half-plea, half-moan.
"Are you sure?" he whispered, his voice raw. "If you want to stop, we can stop. Right now. I won't—"
She silenced him with a kiss.
A deep, passionate, desperate kiss that told him everything he needed to know.
Her lips parted beneath his, yielding completely, and Julian felt something inside him crack open—something he'd kept carefully locked away for years. This wasn't just desire. This wasn't just lust. This was Felberta—cold, untouchable Felberta—kissing him back with a hunger that matched his own.
His hand moved between them, fumbling with his belt.
