Inside her.

"You'd better take my pajama bottoms off and get in me," Selkine says.

She lifts your hips so you can pull off her pajama bottoms, then spreads her knees wide as you climb up over her. When you're looking down into her wine-colored eyes, she holds your gaze as she reaches down between you to guide your cock. She tilts her hips, and you push, and suddenly you're deep inside her while her shout echoes in your ears.

The feel of her surrounding you, tight and wet and eager, is too much for you. You start thrusting quickly, and she wraps her legs around you, crossing her ankles behind your hips and urging you deeper. You dive in, and she cries out, clutching you, claiming you. When your fever builds and your cock starts to swell, her voice slides up the scale, and you both shout in unison as you give a final **** thrust before bursting.

She shivers around you, hanging on as you bury yourself and fill her. She groans in time with your spasms until the raging fire inside you starts to burn itself out. In a little while you blink fireworks out of your eyes, and you see her looking back up at you, trying to catch her breath.

"You should absolutely do that again," she says. "But longer. And soon."