Iylldrraen was quickly discovering that the foreplay between him and Aelena would be the only real tender time of their lovemaking. He felt her aching body writhing under him with every moment that passed, every moment that his thighs were not bucking, pounding her body with his, plunging that swollen elven shaft in and out of her slick, silky slit. The druid realized that, for all the years that they were apart, while he suppressed his ravenous hunger, she had also been suppressing hers, or failing to sate it. The way she pushed her body up and against him, like an offering; the way her limbs locked around his rigid body, unwilling to release him even after both lovers were spent and exhausted; the way she touched him, able to coax a tender lover or an unrelenting, feral elf.<br/><br/>When she began to suckle his tongue, he knew she craved more from him, and immediately. With his turgid elven shaft pushed to the hilt inside her depths his hips began to gyrate, grinding against her ever swollen, sensitive clit, stirring her slippery depths with his equally swollen cock. Despite the creamy, copious amount of seed swimming around inside the draenei's womb and coating her walls, he could feel liquidy heat accumulating inside her again, the obscene slurps and slips of her swollen folds clinging to his cock as he stirred her insides.<br/><br/>Their lips broke briefly, and once more Iylldrraen saw that content expression of euphoric bliss across Aelena's face. His hand rose to caress her cheek, her lips, and up to those swept-back horns, his lips diving to engulf hers again. He shook when he felt her body shiver, then felt those snug, silken walls of hers contract on his cock, eliciting several uncontrollable pulses from the druid, squeezing back against her insides. His moans matched hers, nestling her so they were cheek-to-cheek, his soft grunts and growls filling her ears.<br/><br/>It wasn't long before the druid, too, could not bear prolonging their ravenous, sexual hunger for each other, and in moments Aelena would feel strong elven hands clutch her shoulders, rigid elven upper body lifting just a bit, releasing those beautiful, bountiful draenei breasts from it's uncompromising pin, hips bucking in fierce, elliptical movements, starting with fierce, upward thrusts, withdrawing with upward strokes to graze her clit with his slick elven shaft. The lewd and vulgar sounds of their lovemaking quickly filled their cabin as their hot, sticky crotches clopped against each other, Aelena's potent feminine aroma permeating the space around them, intoxicating the grunting druid as their second attempt to break the bed commenced.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>