The sheen of sweat on the Draenei's pristine white skin made her seem to glow as she tended and arched beneath him. That her perspiration forced him to grip her more tightly was just a bonus in her eyes. That Iylldrraen was clutching her hard enough to bruise her was of no concern. In his lust, his -need- for her he has forgotten to be careful with her was a twofold victory. Aelena could prove that she was not as fragile as he believed and she was assured that he was losing himself in her just as she was with him. A little smile tugged at the corners of her ovalled, moaning mouth at the thought of the bruises she would have to commemorate this night.<br/><br/>The room seemed stifling and hot and the scent of their lovemaking filled the room, driving her rampant arousal even higher. The mind craved more, an unending pleasure, but her strength waned. Aelena had always been proud of her strength and endurance but the Druid was putting her to shame. She loved that about him. Iylldraaen was a true alpha and she felt honoured by his affection. Her tail slid against his leg, just wanting more contact with him.<br/><br/>Hands desperately gripped at the sheets with white knuckled intensity. Aelena needed something to anchor her, to steady her as Iylldrraen shifted position, grinding his cock around inside her before he started delivering hard thrusts into the deepest part of her. She howled out and her body thrashed with each skillful thrust. Sensations mingled in to a dizzying mess that made her body arch. She squeezed around him, crying out before all mercifully it all crashed down on her.<br/><br/>This orgasm was more intense than even the one before and the shaman's arms left the bed to wrap around his strong neck, pulling him down on top of her. Hips bucked and she writhed under him, her inner muscles squeezing ever more tightly. The Draenei buried her face in his neck, little mewling whimpers vibrating against his skin between little nibbles. Tremors run through her and he could feel her energy ebbing way with her orgasmic high. Still she clung to him though as if she could not risk even loosening her grip.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>