When Hera’s hand brushed against his balls, Zhane groaned, biting his lip to stifle a deeper reaction. He drew closer to her, pressing her gently against the tree, his body shielding her. His left hand braced against the tree behind her, anchoring himself as he locked her in ce between his frame and the rough bark.


    "Ugh! Hera! This is too much stimtion," Zhane gasped as her hands worked on his balls. Hera was caught between sensations—she was undeniably aroused by stroking Zhane’s cock, but she also found an odd amusement in the feeling of his balls in her hand. It was oddly soothing, almost like a stress ball easing her tension.


    She couldn’t understand why her mind was wandering this way, especially when the intensity of the moment with Zhane should have kept her focus solely on their connection.


    From her perspective, Zhane seemed to be experiencing more intense pleasure than before. Despite her hesitations, she entertained a bold idea that might push him even further, though she was unsure whether to act on it.


    Hera kept stroking Zhane’s cock, feeling him quicken his rhythm slightly. Her hand began to feel sore, and it seemed Zhane might take a while longer to reach his climax. She wasn’t sure how much longer her arm could hold out without a break.


    But Hera didn’t have time to ponder, as Zhane suddenly closed in, capturing her mouth with a desperate, hungry kiss. Hisst shred of rationality had shattered the moment Hera’s hand touched his balls. Despite his extensive medical knowledge, Zhane had never experienced such intense, primal urges before, whether toward himself or anyone else.


    Never had he even touched himself nor masturbated before.


    Now that Hera had stirred this addictive sensation within him, Zhane felt utterly hooked. His primal instincts had fully awakened; he was consumed by an intense, insatiable thirst. He didn’t just want her hand or her mouth—he craved every part of her.


    As Zhane captured her mouth, he let out a low growl, drawing in her breath as he plunged his tongue deep into her. His kiss was fierce,manding her full attention, leaving no space for stray thoughts.


    "Hera!" Zhane gasped her name between kisses, his breath hot and erratic against her face. At that moment, the usually calm andposed Zhane appearedpletely vulnerable, making Hera feel a powerful sense of control, as if she could bend him to her will with just a touch.


    <i>’Well, I literally am, since I’m holding his balls.’ </i>There was a moment of silence inside her head before her thoughts continued<i> ’What’s wrong with my brain? Is this some kind of advertisement? It’s ruining the ’mood!’</i> Hera’s thoughts drifted, but each time Zhane sensed her distraction, he pulled her back with a searing, passionate kiss.


    "Hera! I’m almost there!" Zhane gasped, his breath shaky with urgency. "If you don’t focus, I might just take over and put it in." His words carried a sharp edge, hinting at the barely contained intensity in his eyes.


    Hera flinched at his words, recognizing the primal desire simmering beneath his gaze. She realized that if she didn’t bring him to climax soon, he might think she was deliberately prolonging it, and that could backfire badly.


    To soothe Zhane, Hera proactively sought his lips, her tongue dancing yfully to y with his thin lips. She gently bit and tugged at them, pulling him closer as she sought to bridge the distance between them.


    She hadn’t anticipated this side of Zhane, uncovering so manyyers of him in a single day. It felt as though she were the Easter Bunny, revealing hidden aspects of him. Perhaps that’s why her yful side kept surfacing, drawn out by the unexpected depth of his personality.


    Hera twisted her right hand in a circr motion, her strokes pulling Zhane closer to the edge. His breath came in ragged gasps, emerald eyes locked onto Hera as he allowed her to y with his lips, releasing a hungry snarl. Hera then moved to his neck, giving it a sensual lick before pressing a tender kiss to his Adam’s apple.


    "Zhane, are you about to cum? Hmm?" Hera murmured in a sultry tone.


    Zhane didn’t respond; instead, he pulled Hera into another passionate kiss, biting her lips as his body trembled. Hera felt his cock swell and twitch, a clear sign of his impending climax. Despite her realization, Zhane held her lips captive with his and tightened his grip around her right hand, which was still stroking his shaft. In her panic, Hera tried to pull away, but Zhane wouldn’t let her.


    Before she knew it, Zhane let out a low growl, a shuddering release of hot air escaping his mouth. Hera felt a warm, thick fluid spill onto her stomach, where the tip of Zhane’s cock was brushing against her. And another string of white cum followed, and Zhane groaned with a hoarse, weakened voice as he reached the peak of his climax.


    Zhane held Hera close for a while, his breathing in ragged gasps as he tried to regain hisposure. His warm breath brushed against her ear as he nestled his face next to hers, wrapping her in a tight embrace.


    Despite his earlier climax, both of their hands still gripped his cock, which, though softened a little, remained erect enough for another round.


    Hera’s eyes widened in astonishment as she realized Zhane’s stamina was impressive, still eager for another round. If she timed him, he must havested at least 15 to 20 minutes, and this was supposedly his first time.


    Didn’t they say that a man’s first would be quick because they still couldn’t hold it in because of the unfamiliarity? <i>’Then, don’t tell me he’llst longer after this?!’</i> She thought, her mind reeling with the realization.


    <i>’Will I be able tost? And there are six of them?! Will they all have this kind of stamina and vitality?!’</i> Despite her calm exterior, Hera was internally in a state of panic.