477 Marking Procession II **

"I'm not done yet, Arielle. Don't feel relieved just yet."

Ronan lowered his face, sucking on Arielle's nipples which were also starting to harden. He played with it gently, while his other hand moved to play with Arielle's other nipple. Ronan licked, sucked, slid his tongue at the girl's areola. He felt thirsty and continued to suck on Arielle's nipples until they turned red.

Arielle didn't know what to focus on. Ronan sucked her nipples very skillfully. At the same time, the man thrust his hips without rest. 

The wind that blew through the gap did not make them cold. The sound of skin blending against each other, the wet sound and the smell of their bodies bonding together made their communication perfectly linked.

(Ugh I'm going crazy! I'm about to climax again!) shouted Arielle in her head.

(Arielle…. Arielle… fuck… Arielle…)