Hanath spiralled lazily back to earth, escorting his weremate. His mind touched Serrah's to find her still in the thows of ecstasy.<br/><br/>Serrah's delight at the soft warm folds under her tongue and the wonderful taste in her mouth was doubled as her lover lapped at her own, warm slit. Her short, curly, ginger hair was plastered down with sweat as she carefully inserted a finger into Seyna's sex, seeking and finding that soft, rough patch of flesh that she knew gave herself so much pleasure. She sucked hard on the green rider's clitoris. One hand wormed its way up Seyna's body to find one of the woman's nipples, pinching it tenderly between thumb and forefinger and rolling it back and forth.<br/><br/>She felt Hanath's mind touch hers, the dragon immensely satisfied and smug. She sent back a warm fuzzy feeling of well-being, and congratulated him, then asked him please not to interrupt and to ask Charith the same.