Soft muffled whines fill the otherwise silent room in his radio station where I'm placed upon his lap, with his cock stuffed inside me, filling me to the hilt. I grip his shoulders for support, muffling my whines for more friction as his hands trail up and down my back. His sharp claws leave pale red lines up my spine.

"Hush down dearly... unless you want everyone in hell to hear you beg for me," he hushes into my ear, nibbling slightly on the rim before tuning back into his radio staff as if I weren't subconsciously grinding my hips against his in a desperate attempt to ease the tension between us.

Another loud gasp escapes my lips as I feel him suddenly thrust up into me before stopping, letting his free hand travel down to my hips. His claws break the skin slightly as he leans back, taking in the expression painted across my face.

"Such a needy girl, practically dripping for me to finish you," he says, unable to control his grin from widening even more, threatening to tear if it grows any larger.