Tae'loren's growl and the rough thrusts that followed threw Elariel's body into overdrive. Her throat burned at the effort of restraining her cries and her nails dug in to his chest for purchase. As their hips slammed together her clit was mashed between them again and again, each time bringing with it a new height of pleasure and a frenzied need for more.<br/><br/>Then, it happened. Elariel felt as though her entire body exploded, the room around her disintegrating in a storm of heightened sensations. As her womanhood pulsed pleasure through her being, every part of her body was taken to the edge. Her heard thundered in her chest and her breath tore through her. Without any conscious effort, her body continued to thrust and writhe with Tae'loren, desperate to extract every last iota of pleasure. The room around her ceased to exist, and all she could perceive was her own ecstasy and the erotic heat of the passionate Night Elf below her.<br/><br/>With a shuddering gasp, Elariel's body turned on her. Everything she felt went from pure pleasure to desperately sensitive. It was a switch in sensations like none she had ever felt before. She froze above Tae'loren as her body throbbed and her awareness of her surroundings returned. She collapsed against him, her skin sizzling at the contact. Her chest heaved as she panted, trying to catch her breath, and she buried her face in his neck, breathing in his rich masculine scent and peppering him with small kisses.<br/><br/>"The pleasure I feel when we're together..." Elariel whispered, shaking her head in wonder. "You do something to me Tae'loren, I've never felt anything like this before."  Elariel whimpered as she shifted her hips up to get  a slight reprieve from the pressure between their pelvises. She smiled at the tenderness, but her inner muscles squeezed around Tae'loren's swollen shaft and she knew she wanted more of him.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>