He slid his tongue along her breasts, before swallowing her turgid nipple, slowly thrusting. He broke off suckling on her perfect breasts to kiss her again, going between her full lips and her large nipples, softly moaning as he sped up, working her toward another orgasm. He smiled, and shifted forward, before pressing his body firmly against hers, speeding up to a more pleasurable pace, as he spread her legs with his knees, his thighs against hers as his hips met her with firm, repeated thrusts, enjoying every minute of time with his angel, secretly enjoying her more than Kamariel.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>He lay in bed, hours later, having taken her too aggressively, three screaming orgasms her limit after eight hours of alternating between long, passionate love-making and bed shattering sex. Though judging by how firmly she clung to him, one leg wrapped around his waist and her head against the hollow of his throat, he doubted that she was anything but blissful. He had come as close to dozing off as a god could, enjoying her presence for an hour or two. However, he had things to do, and he carefully pried her loose, kissing her back to sleep when she came back around with a moan of protest. She pouted, impossibly cute, and he considered doing horrible things to her for a while longer, but controlled his urges, dressing and slipping out, summoning a couple of artifacts that would be perfect for Ulwei and Nadriina, the hobgoblin and drow respectively.<br/><br/>He sat down at the table, and then mentally called his drow, hobgoblin, and the Unitaur, who hadn't even had a name when he had gotten her out of the slave market. He asked them to join him in the common room, stating he had something talk to them about, and that he wanted to give Ulwie and Nadriina something.