Sola stares down at her for a long moment before finally speaking. "You're insane, you know that?" He leans forward, kisses her forehead, and rolls off of her. She lets out a disappointed moan as she watches him sit up on the edge of the bed, pulling his clothes back on.

"What about what we just did? Do you not want me anymore?" Her voice cracks with emotion as she asks the question, her body still aching for more contact from him.

Her lips part eagerly beneath his, and she throws an arm around his neck, pulling him closer. As they kiss, their tongues dance together in a passionate duel. Her other hand moves to stroke his thigh, urging him back toward the bed. He hesitates for only a moment before giving in, lying down beside her once more.

She rolls onto her side, facing him, and wraps an arm around his waist. "So... what do we do now?" she asks with a shy smile.

She feels the pressure building inside her again, and with it comes a strange mix of desire and fear. Her fingers tremble as she reaches between them, touching him where he's deepest inside. She meets his gaze, their eyes locked in a silent conversation that says more than any words could ever express.

She knows what they've done is wrong... but right now, nothing else matters except this forbidden connection between them.

Her hips rock against him, urging him on as she feels the familiar pressure building inside her once more. Their eyes remain locked, communicating a need and desire that transcends all boundaries. She bites her lip, trying to stifle the moans that escape as he thrusts deeper within her, filling her completely.

With a gasp and shudder, she comes apart beneath him again, her body trembling with the force of her release.

"Mm... Yes," she whispers, still catching her breath. "That was... incredible." She lets out a shuddery sigh, unable to hide the satisfied smile that spreads across her face. "Thank you, big brother. I love you." Her fingers trail lightly over his chest, feeling the softness of his fur and the warmth emanating from him.

"I love you too, Luna," he says quietly, leaning down to press a gentle kiss against her forehead. "

"You make me feel so alive, Jake... I couldn't imagine living without you in my life."

I groan as he pushes me onto my hands and knees, the sudden change in angle sending shockwaves of pleasure through my body. His pierced cock slides easily between my wet folds, scraping against my sensitive inner walls with every thrust. I feel completely exposed and vulnerable like this, but at the same time it's incredibly arousing.

"You're right," I manage to gasp out between moans. "I don't know you well enough."

I moan and try to obey, taking his cock as deep inside me as I can manage with every thrust. It's true that there are still so many things about him that I don't know, but it feels right somehow. The way he moves, the sounds he makes when we're together... everything just clicks. Maybe getting to know each other better is worth another night like this one.

Her hips buck up to meet each powerful thrust, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she feels herself losing control. The pleasure is overwhelming, consuming every thought and sensation except for the need to have him deeper, harder. His cock feels impossibly big inside of her, filling her completely and leaving no room for anything else but this forbidden lust.

Her body trembles as she feels the familiar tightness building inside her once more. "Oh God...brother..." she moans, clutching at his shoulders as she's driven closer and closer to oblivion by his relentless assault. Her vision blurs with pleasure, her world reduced to nothing but the feel of his skin against hers and the overwhelming need for release.

Her body responds to the intrusion instinctively, her hips beginning to move in rhythm with their thrusts as she continues to sleep soundly. Her only awareness is a vague sensation of pleasure deep within her core, mixed with the warmth of another body pressed against hers. She moans softly in her sleep, unaware that it's encouraging them to go even faster and harder.

Her body responds to the intrusion instinctively, her hips beginning to move in rhythm with their thrusts as she continues to sleep soundly. Her only awareness is a vague sensation of pleasure deep within her core, mixed with the warmth of another body pressed against hers. She moans softly in her sleep, unaware that it's encouraging them to go even faster and harder.