Elariel had to grit her teeth to stop the moans from pouring from her mouth. She was panting, her skin beading with perspiration, her hands grasping at Tae'loren's hair and her breasts. He was using his entire face to pleasure her with such fervor that she wondered if he was an incubus stuck in a night elf body. Soon all thoughts other than unrelenting pleasure were pushed far from her mind. She was carried away on a sea of sensations, and when she was able to gasp for breath and open her eyes, the sight of the Night Elf on his knees before her, face buried in her mound, knocked the pleasure up to an higher level.<br/><br/>And then, Elariel could hold back no longer.<br/><br/>Every fiber of Elariel's body exploded with pleasure, bursts of white light danced behind her eyes, her throat was aching with the effort of subduing her primal moans. The hand that was kneading her own breast flew down to Tae'loren's head to hold him close, pressing her pelvis against his face to ensure that every last part of the orgasm was recognized. If it weren't for his hands on her thighs she would have collapsed, buckling under the strain of an orgasm that had no parallel.<br/><br/>As the tide of her orgasm ebbed away, Elariel instinctively pulled her hips back from Tae'loren's face. Everything had become too sensitive. The very feel of his breath against her skin sent overwhelming pleasure racing through her body. She whimpered as she slid down, her back against the wall, her legs spreading over his as she descended. When she reached the ground she was lowered against him, her drenched womanhood pressing down against the length of his erection. She leaned forward and slammed her lips against his. She could taste her own musk mixing with his saliva in their kiss, it was intoxicating.<br/><br/>Even though Elariel's orgasm had left her body shaking and her mind vague, she knew that there was more she wanted. She could feel Tae'loren's length pressed firmly along her folds, and she wanted nothing more than to shift her hips and capture it properly, taking it deep within her and riding it until she could ride no more. But this wasn't a time to rush and she wanted to repay him for the pleasure he had given her. Elariel broke off the kiss reluctantly, but when she looked into his eyes she was hoping that she could give him many more. Now, though, there was a part of him that needed more attention.<br/><br/>Elariel placed her hands on Tael'loren's naked chest, shivering as his heat transferred to her palms. She lifted herself off him and settled so that she was kneeling beside him, and urged him onto his back with a suggestive smile and a lustful gleam in her eyes.<br/><br/>When Tae'loren was in a comfortable position, she set her lips to his body. It had been an undeniable pleasure to have him explore her so thoroughly, and she had every intention to repay that kindness. She started with his lips, but soon found that her desire guided her lower. Over the curve of his neck, the chiseled muscle of his chest, his firm stomach and lower. Every kiss increased her desire to push his member into her womanhood, but she knew that her patience would be well rewarded. So she continued until her lips brushed through the hair at the base of his raging cock. She kissed up his length, flicked her tongue against his tip, and then travelled back down again. Elariel kissed the velvety skin of his heavy sack before returning to his rod, her hand sliding the length of his thighs to cup his balls and massage them as her lips split over the tip of his cock. At first she teased; her tongue flipping and darting as she took the tiniest bit of his head into her mouth, but then her own lust gave way. Her hand moved from his sack to the base of his cock, gripping it firmly, as she lowered her mouth down upon that formidable length.<br/><br/>"I'm looking forward to having this inside me," Elariel murmured, her lips brushing against the tip of his cock, before she begun to bob up and down his length in earnest.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>