Eli's body arched beneath him, a silent plea for more, and Riven obliged, giving in to the primal need surging within him.
Riven set a steady rhythm, thrusting deeper into Eli, each movement igniting a fire that consumed them both. Eli's breath came in ragged gasps, every thrust sending waves of pleasure coursing through his body, his back arching beautifully beneath Riven.
"More," Eli breathed, desperation lacing his voice as he pushed back against Riven, eager for every inch. It was an invitation that sent Riven spiralling, the heat pooling low in his stomach as he complied, driving deeper with each thrust.
"God, you're so tight," Riven grunted, feeling Eli's warmth enveloping him, squeezing him in a way that made his entire body sing. He leaned down, turned Eli's head to face him and captured his lips aggressively.
Their breaths mingling as he continued to move. The kiss was frantic, filled with a hunger that mirrored the urgency of their bodies.
