That she had made him cry out in enjoyment only galvanized the shaman into further action. Even with the rapid pace and feral passions of their lovemaking, Aelena managed to regain enough of her senses to tease her lover. The tip of her tail curled to lightly tease his heavy sac. She wanted to make this as good as she could for him. Iylldrraen's fervor was staggering. How he was able to maintain it she did not know but it was causing tremors to emanate out from where the two were joined. It was as if tingling vibrations suffused her skin from her curved horns to the tips of her hooves. Gusts of hot breath passed soft, moist lips with each erratic gasp for air and Aelena was intensely aware of the beads of sweat rolling over her stark white skin. Even the tension in her skin when she arched and writhed was processed with startling clarity. The young Draenei had never felt more in tune with her own body then she did in this moment. It was dangerously intoxicating.<br/><br/>The sudden increase in the already impressive pace stole the moment of strange serenity from her, but Aelena was not upset. What she had been given in return was well worth it. To have her Elvin lover fully lose himself in being with her was as much a testament to his enjoyment as the hissed words that had slipped from him earlier. The tight grip on her waist and the rough tug at her hair and sensitive tendrils was exactly what she had needed in the moment. In response to the new sensations and the continued hard slaps of their bodies coming together, the shaman was left moaning openly. Her body arched hard enough the only her smooth, firm bottom and the back of her head touched the bad. The rest of the perfect, porcelain flesh was offered as a willing sacrifice to the feral elf's seemingly insatiable hunger. Sweat slicked skin glistened and her chest heaved as she fought a losing battle to suck in enough air. Her head twisted to the side to bare her neck to him, to her mate and her alpha. It was a gesture she knew he would understand and one her was worthy of.<br/><br/>The Draenei's body seemed locked rigidly in the hard arch but her legs encircled him more and more tightly to draw him as deep as she could accept him. Shaking like a leaf, she kept her legs tightly around him to keep from completely losing herself. His touch, even as rough as it was in his state of arousal was soothing. She felt right and safe despite the growls and hard grip he took with her. It was nice to not be treated like some delicate bauble but as an equal. Then he was biting at her ear, nearly making her swoon. His words conveyed tension, urgency and left her rolling her hips even more eagerly against him. She was so close and could sense that Iylldrraen was too. His mouth was blazing an insistent trail of licks and bites across her skin and the words drove her to the brink.<br/><br/>"We are one." Three simple words carrying so much meaning. The words rang in her ears and like staring into a lightning strike the world went white. It was impossible for Aelena to tell what happened between that and when she regained her senses. She knew that she was crushed against the druid's broad, strong chest and she knew by the intense rippling aftershocks and the wetness pooling between her thighs she had just had a very intense orgasm. Once she took a few more calming breaths her pale cheeks suffused with a soft pink glow. Her hand came up to slide along the skin at the base of her lean stomach over where she could feel a molten heat had settled. Her eyes met those of the lover still looming over her. The smile she favoured him with dissolved into a moment of sweet, feminine laughter.<span style="color: indigo">"So,"</span>she purred, still quite breathless.<span style="color: indigo"> "You did miss me then?" </span>A coy wink and a bright smile flashed up at him and her free hand slid up to tousle his hair affectionately.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>