Charith returned with Hanath, replete in the aftermath of their union. Seyna could feel her dragon's contentment, but her own lust was not in the least bit sated. Her mouth was sealed to the warm slit of her lover, her tongue flicking out against the older woman's clit and drawing upward through the moist folds between her thighs. She gasped against Serrah as she felt that finger penetrate her, the feeling much different than her last time in the throes of pleasure. That seeking and exploring finger found that patch of flesh inside her and her hips writhed. She squealed softly as she felt the woman suckle on her clit, and soft shivers traced their way down her naked flesh as her nipple was captured and pinched. Her weyrmate certainly knew how to handle her, and she reciprocated with a will.<br/><br/>Her slender fingers traced along the blue riders bottom lightly until her forefinger was teasing the entrance to the woman's slick tunnel. She pushed inward slowly, the small digit sliding in and searching for the same spot in her partner. She didn't try reaching between herself and Serrah to find a nipple, but she did cant her head back, her tongue and lips working their inexperienced magic against her bedmate's clit. She fed every moan and whimper against the other woman while she explored the tight walls that gripped at her finger.<br/><br/>Seyna felt the inquisitive touch of Charith in her mind, the dragon able to feel the passion building in her rider. The lovely young green rider spent a moment to reassure her dragon, sending her love to the magnificent half of that relationship, and focused her attention again on her own lustful urges and the warm, sweaty flesh of the woman who'd taken her so skillfully. She was nearing the same precipice of orgasm that the dragons had thoroughly enjoyed, and her mind and body demanded the same satisfaction.