Chapter 131. Heat 7

Ayla POV

I swallow all of Victor's cum, it's thick and goes down my throat with an intense taste, kind of citrusy, kind of earthy, and I notice that its smell has certainly changed, now it's more metallic, something like various metals being manipulated and with a slight smell of lava.

When he's finished, I run the tip of my tongue around my lips, catching the rest that had dripped down, and I stand up, seeing his dreamy expression. Soren finally lets go of his waist and I hold onto his body, starting an intense kiss, intertwining our tongues and sucking in his air, because his moans are still consistent, and his cries taste even better.

Each new thrust from Soren made Victor's body sway and made him softer, without the strength to hold on, so I kept him steady so he wouldn't fall. I let go of his mouth and slid my lips down his chin and neck, reaching the curve and began to lick, bite and suck, scratching my fangs, but without cutting the skin.

Instinctively