A growl of elation rumbled from the feral druid's throat as her cry, her plea, filled his ears and the room. For a brief instant it was the only thing he heard; those few words declaring her desire, no, her need for him. Increased intensity of Iylldrraen's forceful thrusts would be his response, pulling back further, drawing his member out of her almost completely, then angling his twitching elf cock downward and driving back in, applying extra force as the last inch entered her, slamming his pelvis into hers with a loud 'clap'. Each fierce 'clap' that accompanied those ravaging circular thrusts would be accompanied by the druid pausing to grind his pelvis against Aelena's, stirring that stiff, swollen elf cock against her silky inner folds. The delicious sounds of liquid lovemaking that emanated from between the elf and draenei had the druid trembling above his lover, moaning loudly to her, pushing his body even tighter against hers, slipping lewdly as their hot, sweat-stricken bodies ground against each other.<br/><br/>Every inch of Aelena's hot, slick body Iylldrraen felt against his elicited a great hunger to feel more of her. As their thighs continued to collide, wet, fleshy slaps of skin-on-skin echoing throughout their cabin along with a chorus of grunting and moaning, the potent aroma of sex and sweat permeating their room, Iylldrraen would be toying with Aelena, redistributing his body weight, using every inch of his body to feel hers against him. A steady flow of low moans escaped the feral druid as he used his body to 'mark' his lover; his toned abdomen rubbing against her smooth, silky belly, his rigid chest mashing against those soft, supple breasts, quivering as those stiff, sensitive nipples poked into his chest, a smile spreading across Iylldrraen's mouth, rubbing against them much harder.<br/><br/>Only when the druid began to slow his pace, almost stopping all together, his member buried inside his Aelena, crotches pushed snugly together, did he realize the missing bite of Winterspring. He smiled as he hovered over the shaman, watching her body heave and writhe a bit. He still held her wrists, enjoying his chance to ravage his lover. Licking his lips, eyes gleaming mischievously, hungry mouth dropping down to hers and sucking savagely, sloppily at her lips and tongue. Every flavor of hers he savored: her succulent, pouting lips, her slick, thrashing tongue, and the smoothness of her saliva-coated mouth. Aelena offered it all to the love-starved druid, and he in turn devoured her with gusto.<br/><br/>Engrossed as the druid was in the oral lovemaking between him and his Aelena, his impatiently throbbing elf cock reminded him he had unfinished business elsewhere. Reluctantly he withdrew his lips from hers, licking at the slight trails of saliva on her lips as he steadied himself over her. Leaning back, lifting her arms up above her, he held them with one hand, despite knowing she could break free should she choose to, as his other hand began to move her long, silky legs against his shoulders. Smiling, purring down to Aelena, he'd wink, taking hold of both of her wrists again and pinning them down lower, adjacent to her head and that wild, deep blue mane of silky strands. Slowly he would lean forward, every penetrating inch equal to several inches of pushing her legs closer and closer to her chest, until finally his swollen tip would tap her cervix, and their faces would meet only inches apart. Pausing only a moment to flick his tongue out to lick her lips, growling huskily, “You may want to put a pillow under you, lover; I intend to break this bed pounding you.”<br/><br/>Offering her a few moments, he positioned himself over her as though preparing for push-ups, toned elven body flexed and rigid. Soon those feral druid thighs would begin to buck anew, thrashing hips driving piston-like thrusts fiercely and relentlessly into her, one quick slap after another echoing through the cabin as that elf bore down into Aelena, thankful for her soft, shapely butt as his balls beat and bounced against it, crotch smacking against her clit, jolting the nerve bundle at the same moment Iylldrraen's cock head kissed her cervix. As they were, his eyes remained fixed on hers, watching her face contort, watching her eyes flash wide or wince tight, watching her lips curl, feeling her panting up at him, listening to her every moan, squeal, and sigh. She wasn't going to merely enjoy him, he was going to make her crave him.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>