Kai didn't pull out.
Not right away.
Even as the tremors of his orgasm faded, and Taigah's breath came in shallow, exhausted gasps beneath him, he stayed where he was—buried deep inside, pressed to her back like he couldn't bear the distance. His arms wrapped around her middle, holding her close, possessive and tender.
Taigah could feel the dull throb of his cock twitching inside her, still nestled in her tight, used passage. The stretch was still there—aching, full—but something about the heat of him, the weight of him, the way his breath ghosted against the shell of her ear… It made her clench again, weak but eager.
Kai groaned softly at the sensation.
"You're still squeezing me…" he murmured, voice thick with post-climax haze.
"I c-can't help it…" Taigah whimpered. "It's… too full… You're still…"
"I know." He kissed the back of her neck, slow and indulgent. "I can feel your heartbeat in there. Like your body doesn't want to let go."
