There was an immense difference in the way Tarkus' body acted compared to their initial coupling. Now having climaxed twice in the past two hours, instead of coasting on his heightened desire and holding his orgasm in as long as possible, now Tarkus was rock hard but wanted nothing more but to cum for Layla. It had changed from a defensive mindset to an offensive one, being rock hard but knowing he'd need to work at arriving at the treasured euphoria. He knew full well this could potentially take an hour, but by the Gods she had addled his desires to want it as soon as feasibly possible.<br/><br/>His hands roamed her body, groping her bouncing breasts and toying with her nipples. His hips never ceased their piston-like movements, driving his cock deep into her, though his angle varied to try and find the spots she liked best.  When her moans signaled that she was getting close to another climax, his hand reached under her and began to tease her clit slowly. He truly loved hearing her moan, and especially hearing her cum for him.<br/><br/>"By the Gods yes...Yes Layla..." He muttered, sweat sliding down his temples and chest. His hand continued to toy with her nub while he bucked his manhood deep into her cunt over and over, keeping up the tempo while varying the specific movements.<br/><br/>"Please please yes yes..." he begged no one in particular, wanting to cum again so badly.  His hand moved along the back of her head, gripping a handful of her hair firmly as he inched closer and closer toward orgasm. Finally, just as she moaned again, the lightning bolt sensation ripped down his body, and his cock convulsed again after swelling within her.<br/><br/>"YES!" He growled loudly as his whole body shivered and seized up off and on. he could hardly move except to pound his cock deep inside her, his reddened face in awe by the sensation of pleasure.