He was worshipping her body with his lips and tongue, and wherever his hands roam all over her waist, curves, and hips. He pressed his lips against her when she yelps and screams his name to shush her and comfort her.

"Aye, it was the heat. But moreso, I love thee with all of my heart." A pause, a beat to allow the wave of pleasure crashing through her body to adjust.

He grins as he watches her pleasure. Speaking of milk, he could see she's dripping wet, milk coming from her heated core. With a purr, he reaches between her legs, his touch briefly touches over her silt and finds the slick lips, just a brief caress through her thin fabric of her lacey panties and gentle press against her clit.

"Shall I relieve you of your heat as well?" With a sharp intake of breath, he teases her with his fingers taking a dip, seeking entry.