THIRD PERSON POV

Luke groaned as her pussy squeezed his fingers, holding her close, his grip on her neck tightening. His gaze flicked to the mirror, watching her mouth hanging open, eyes rolling back in pleasure.

"Eyes on the damned mirror," he commanded, his voice husky. He gripped her chin, feeling a wave of ecstasy as she whimpered, following his orders. "Engrave this image in your head, Aurelia. Let it serve as a reminder that only I can make you feel this way."

Aurelia gasped, trying to ...