Melody’s POV
Goddess help me, I’m dying… my bones felt like molten lava, every jarring jolt of the boat was like lightning to my senses. I nuzzled into the soft wall of flesh next to me, wanting it to give me a sweet release I craved for, the only thing that would help me right now. I could smell my mate, making the urge for realest worse.
“Shhh…. I’ve got you… it’s going to be alright.” The voice of the person cooed to me, relaxing me some, but not helping in the least. Then I discovered that the wall of skin had no fabric anywhere, nothing stopping me from getting what I wanted… no…needed.
I started to grind myself against the mound that I knew would bring me sweet release, feeling the shaft start to grow hard under my onslaught. I purred deep in my throat, I knew I could relieve myse
