"F-feels so... good..." she moaned into his kiss. Her body trembled with pleasure as Eric began to move within her, his hips rocking back and forth in a steady rhythm. He was so big, filling her completely, and the friction against that tiny spot deep inside made every nerve in her body come alive.

Her breath came in ragged gasps as she rode out the waves of pleasure coursing through her. "Eric..."

Her nails dug into his shoulders, her back arching off the sofa as she felt herself growing closer and closer to the edge. With a shuddering cry, she came, her body convulsing around him as wave after wave of ecstasy washed over her.

As her orgasm subsided, Eric slowed his pace, finally pulling out with a satisfied groan. "Wow," he murmured, collapsing beside her on the sofa. "That was intense."

Her heart skips a beat at his words; it's almost too much to process. They really are having a baby... and they made it together, in this moment of raw passion and desire. She looks down at her stomach, imagining the life growing inside her right now, connected to them both by an invisible thread.

"Wow," she breathes, still trying to absorb the implications of what he's just said. "I guess... I guess we should tell people then."

She leans in for another kiss, this one slower and sweeter than before. As their lips meet, she feels a contentment spread through her like warm honey, soothing the lingering aches from their passionate lovemaking. Maybe, just maybe, they really can make this work. Maybe they'll be okay together after all.

And who knows? They might even have a baby out of it.

The warmth spread through her limbs like wildfire, consuming every nerve ending in its path. Her screams were muffled by the thick carpet beneath her as she writhed helplessly on the floor. Blood and gore splattered across the room, painting a gruesome scene of death and carnage.

As Hana's final orgasm subsided, she lay there breathless, her body covered in sweat and tears.

A searing heat filled her chest, and for a moment, all coherent thought slipped away once more. Her vision darkened at the edges as she felt herself being torn apart from the inside out. The pain was intense, but it only served to heighten her arousal further.

With her last dying breath, Hana let out a hoarse scream of pleasure and surrendered to the darkness that had claimed her.

The warmth spread through her limbs like wildfire, consuming every nerve ending in its path. Her screams were muffled by the thick carpet beneath her as she writhed helplessly on the floor. Blood and gore splattered across the room, painting a gruesome scene of death and carnage.

As Hana's final orgasm subsided, she lay there breathless, her body covered in sweat and tears.

A searing heat filled her chest, and for a moment, all coherent thought slipped away once more. Her vision darkened at the edges as she felt herself being torn apart from the inside out. The pain was intense, but it only served to heighten her arousal further.

With her last dying breath, Hana let out a hoarse scream of pleasure and surrendered to the darkness that had claimed her.

Her breath caught in her throat as she saw Abhi lie down on his bed, but she didn't hesitate any further. She crawled over to him, positioning herself above him so that they were face-to-face. Her heart raced wildly as she searched his eyes for any sign of doubt or skepticism.

"I promise," she whispered fiercely, her voice trembling with emotion. "I will always love you, no matter what anyone says or how we look. You're everything to me."

Hana froze when she felt something hard pressing against her thighs beneath her clothes. Her cheeks flushed red hot as realization dawned on her - Abhi was getting erect from their close proximity!

She bit her lip nervously, torn between pulling away in embarrassment or pressing closer to explore this new sensation further.

"I-I'm not sure..." Hana said hesitantly, trying to find an appropriate scale to measure the intensity of their encounter. "But if I had to choose... I'd say... whispers... 11?" (a secret score of 11; even though she knew it was impossible, that's how much she enjoyed it).**"Goodness," she added again, her voice barely audible as she gazed up at Mack with a mixture of guilt and excitement.