Eli looked up at her, lifting a brow.
“You shouldn’t be pushing it.” He grunted. “I can carry you two, but you know I can’t just fly you two over.”
Eli’s hands fiddled slightly with the meat, keeping it even as he cooked it as Reyn liked. The man cringed at her cry, quickly turning to sweep up the small monster above his head.
“You’re not moody. Just Cranky with Mom.” He breathed, his eyes lightening with the air around them, his voice light as the small creature within his arms quickly moved to giggling. Eli’s arms bounced her, swept her around and tossed playfully.
Braxton’s hands slid back up to her hips, guiding her hips up and down along him. Braxton’s lips pressed deeply to Ashlins, his teeth nipping her lips as he slammed her onto him, moving his hips up to meet her, allowing him to deepen himself within her warm walls.
In the background, he could hear the sound of claws and barking.
“Fuck… make that 2 minutes.” He groaned, his hips grinding deeper in him as his body shuddered with pleasure.