Brom groaned a little, and the elf could feel the very firm proof of his enjoyment of her suffering against her as he held her close.<br/><br/>And as Elandriel's voice rose, so did the human girl's, as suddenly the full force of the elf's overwhelmed senses crashed over her... blurring the two bodies and spirits in what was suddenly not one but two climaxes.<br/><br/>And even as the slavegirl was sent to her own screaming orgasm, Elandriel felt the softness against her cheek... the taste in her mouth... two sets of sensations shared.<br/><br/>Brom held tight to his slave, feeling her tense and writhe in her bindings until both were spent and limp.  A low whimper rose from the elf's groin as the girl fell forward and simply hung against her weeping.<br/><br/>And slowly, Brom moved about the pair, removing the slavegirl and letting her fall aside like the cast off toy she was to him.  The girl crawled weakly into the corner and ball up and shiver.<br/><br/>But he left his pet hanging, stepping closer and letting his own shaft rub where the girl's lips and tongue had worked so feverishly.<br/><br/>"What are you?" Brom asked quietly.