Felih's mind is blank until he starts coming down from his high. Gods, how many times has this man fucked him to orgasm, now? When was the last time someone satisfied him like this? He's purring loudly without even realizing it, blissful and melting against the cushioned table, body still twitching and spasming about his mate's cock. He can't help it, clenching when he feels more heat pumping into him, and he whimpers from the aftershocks of ecstasy even as he's gasping for breath.

He's a debauched mess on the table, trembling and shaking, eyes still shut as he just tries to recover.