<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ccff99">Ayla let out a hiss of excitement as Lucian’s fangs broke skin, even if only a little, her pussy clenching down on him harder, unaware of what his reaction to that would be. Within a second, she was slammed into the floor roughly, breaking her grip on his neck as the wind was knocked out of her, gasping heavily as her head spun. She clawed at the floor, unable to even come close to matching his thrusts with her own, wrapping her legs around his waist and lifting her hips off the ground slightly, her body slamming back down on the floor with each thrust.</span><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ffcc"><br/>
Alexi had never seen this side of his sister before. Primal, wild, almost crazed. She was always the one in control, taking what she wanted and even delighting a little in making them take the walk of shame late at night after she kicked them out of her bed. He couldn’t help himself, hands gripping tightly to the edges of the bed, panting breathlessly as, for the time being, he experienced everything from his sister’s perspective. It was almost like once he let go, the sensations became that much stronger. </span>