Despite her attempts to keep quiet, a cry of surprise and pleasure burst forth from Elariel's lips as Tae'loren impaled her. Her nether region twitched at the invasion, his rod feeling larger than possible as it plundered her still-pulsing insides. Her cry was muffled though, swallowed mostly (much to Elariel's thanks) by his lips. His fingers dug into her thighs with just the right ferocity, and the next thing she knew he had flipped them and she was pinned to the floor beneath  him. He had been restrained yet patient before, but now as she looked into his eyes she saw something else. The feral grin on his lips let up his eyes and she could sense the lust boiling behind them.<br/><br/>"Do your worst," Elariel laughed, thrusting her hips up as she wrapped her legs around his waist. Her arms wrapped around him and her hands twined into his hair.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>