Chapter - 186
The air hung heavy with the musk of sex as Jacob rose from the rumpled bedsheets. Althea didn't waste any time in kneeling between his feet, moving with the grace of a woman who knew her power lay in surrender.
Her pregnant, rounded belly brushed against his thighs as she sank to her knees. Althea's lips parted in anticipation, her tongue darting out to catch the first glistening strand of mingled seed and pussy juice that was clinging to Jacob's rigid length. A whimper escaped her throat as she enveloped him, the vibrations of her moans traveling through his shaft as she devoured the bitter-sweet evidence of Vela's earlier climax.
"You taste lovely," Althea slurred against his throbbing flesh, her words distorted around his girth. She hollowed her cheeks, the obscene 'shlck-shlck' of her efforts punctuated by wet gagging sounds.
