Before he went to do as she requested of him, Théadan pulled back to look up at her. The heat in his eyes, the need and desire for her, was staggering. Moved by it, wanting him to know how much she wanted him in return, Navia leaned down to catch his lips with hers at the same time Théadan went to do the same. It was soft at first, surprising her given all the desperation to be joined again, but Théadan was soon deepening that kiss, sending waves of anticipation through her until he pulled back to catch her bottom lip. It was an erotic little move on his part and coupling it with a hard, full thrust into her was perfect in Navia’s eyes. And hard to keep still during it. She arched against him, hands curling against his skin, and her mind whirled with all the pleasure Théadan sought to give her.<br/><br/>To hear he considered her his world, to be that central in someone else’s life and know it was the exact same for her, was powerful. Navia gazed into Théadan’s eyes, saw earnest truth amongst all the lust and heat, and had fight back the emotional wave of feelings that came with what she saw in his eyes. There was no time for saccharine touches and a reverent, slow pace that tended to come when they were expressing their love for each other. No, she’d asked for hard, for possessive, to feel as though Théadan was staking his claim of her, even though she had long ago dedicated herself purely to him. But there was such a thrill to Théadan losing his control and wanting nothing but to make sure she knew she belonged with him, that she knew they belonged together and their hunger for each other had not died down in the least. With another sudden buck of his hips, Navia’s mind blanked and she groaned dazedly. She wanted to tell him they were made for each other, but no words came, her body was too lost in the pleasure of his hard shaft lodged deep within her clamping inner walls.<br/><br/>“Mm,” she managed to purr when he nuzzled his face into her neck so she could enjoy the rough brush of his cheek, her head tilting back to rest against the rock behind them so Théadan could have whatever access to her he wanted. She’d asked for him to fulfill her wishes, to take her with a fervency he had only shown a handful of times in the past, but she also wanted to be sure he enjoyed himself as well. But to hear he had to have her, to feel his hips pulling back from hers and guiding his pulsating member out of her slick, hot core, Navia knew he was more focused on what she wanted, much like she had been for him the night before. It was all about balance, about sharing, about wanting to satisfy each other however they wanted. Navia had never experienced a love that was so vibrant, so fiery, or so equal.<br/><br/>He’d been using slow, hard thrusts before, giving her the time to get acclimated to having him deep within her, but Théadan knew what she wanted and was intent to give it to her. He worked up a unforgiving, demanding pace of vigorous thrusts, his hips shoving up hard against hers, sending the sounds of their flesh meeting to mix with the roar of the waterfall Navia barely heard. All she could do was cling to him and be at his mercy as the hard way Théadan took her sent her mind spinning and her body trembling against him. Her legs remained clamped tightly around his waist, but they were restless, shifting and clenching every time he penetrated her and jutted against her sensitive cervix. After only a few of those bucks of his hips, Navia was releasing soft moans as she began to lose control. Hands needing to hold onto him, she slid them around to his back where one could take root on the scarred, muscular flesh there and grip tightly. Other hand lining the curve of the back of his neck, she leaned in to try to find some relief from the mounting pressure within her.<br/><br/>“You have me,” Navia moaned to him, trying her best to kiss along Théadan’s neck as he moved against her, her needs still encouraging her to take whatever she could from him, “Everything I have…everything I am…it’s yours. I’m only yours.” And he was only hers and no one would ever be able to do anything about it. Their dedication to each other was absolute. Their love was pure and proud. She wanted to make sure he knew though, and the toe-curling way he was taking her was making it difficult for her to say or think of anything else other than how incredible he was making her feel. Pressure mounting, body quivering and vaginal walls clenching every time Théadan thrusted into her, Navia released a hot moan of her pleasure before pressing her face into the curve where his shoulder met his neck. Trying to keep still, her mind blanking from all his efforts, she bit down on his flesh and sucked it into her mouth to try to keep from crying out, the pleasure was so intense.