Elariel, as caught up in the throes of their passion as she was, did not notice that moment of hesitation in Tae'loren. She didn't sense the suspicion, the unease, the uncertainty. All she knew was his tongue, his fingers, the way his hot breath tickled at her velvety folds as his mouth sucked insistently at her aching pearl. All she could discern was that her sexy, alluring lover was determined to keep her on edge.<br/><br/>Elariel let out a groan of disappointment as Tae'loren's fingers left her. She felt so desperate and empty without them that she writhed beneath his sucking mouth. She looked down into his promise-filled eyes and felt her tight wetness pulse with lust as the hand that had been inside her moved to free him from the confines of his pants.<br/><br/>"Oh, please!" Elariel gasped, the pleasure of his sucking not reaching a fever pitch. Her pale cheeks flushed and her hands buried in his dark, night hued hair as her hips bucked against him. She was so close- so close now! She was poised at that dizzying edge of her desire, her toes and fingers curling as they went numb, her breath ragged as it struggled beneath labouring breasts.<br/><br/>"Ah!" She cried out in further dismay as he pulled his mouth from hers in a sudden, unexpected motion. Her pleasure stalled and her eyes swam with the sudden change of sensations. She was about to cry out, beg him for more, but he slid up her body. Then he was inside her in one great thrust, a guttural grown filling the room as Elariel cried out. That smooth thrust, that feeling of his pelvis sliding against hers- it was enough to cast her into the tingling abyss of her orgasm.<br/><br/>"Yes Tae'loren, yes!" She cried out, her long, lithe legs wrapping around his hips as she writhed and bucked desperately beneath him. She moaned out her pleasure, her lips seeking his ear as her teeth nipped at the fleshy lobe. Her hands scored hot, sharp scrapes down his back and her pussy pulsed around him desperately.<br/><br/>Her orgasm, as shattering as it had been, started to fade and her instinctive movements slowed. But still, the mage looked up at him, her eyes burning with need.<br/><br/>"Please Tae'loren, I love you," She panted, her hips tilting up at him to show him what she needed, her throbbing clit protesting in sensitivity. But she wanted more of him, needed more. She had to feel him moving inside her, forgetting the cares of the world as their existence narrowed down to the intimacy between them.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>