Eshalu wanted to be surrounded and submerged in Aeryn's passion. She rode the waves of the human woman's climax. The circular, rhythmic thrusting of her fingers was relentless, her tongue circling, and occasionally skimming the tip of Aeryn's stiff clit. When she felt Aeryn's first spasms caress her fingers, she sat up, holding her human lover down against the bedsheets, watching Aeryn pull and twist in a limb-loosening release of tension. Eshalu wound down the rhythm of her fingers in Aeryn's sex gently, not wanting to deprive her lover suddenly of contact. There was a link between the two, something sacred. She licked her lips, stained with Aeryn's desire, still hungry for that exotic, earthy juice - it was for her that Aeryn was wet, and spread and yielding and she would revere their bond and all it produced.<br/><br/>She knew it was sacred to Aeryn, too - why else would she have invoked the name of her Goddess - the greatest of spirits? And then Aeryn had spoken words new to Eshalu's ears - cooing, gentle tones which reminded her of her own tongue more than the guttural, imprecise common speech of humans did. That made her want to surrender to Aeryn was completely as Aeryn had surrendered to her.<br/><br/>When she was certain that the Aeryn had ridden the last waves of her peak, Eshalu withdrew from the now relaxed silken caress of her human lover's sex. She suckled her fingers clean - it was unthinkable for her not to accept all that a lover had freely given - and pressed Aeryn back down on the bed, kissing her lips, the dance of their tongues a new connection to replace the one that had just been broken.<br/><br/>She held Aeryn and held her tight, body pressed against body, her nipples painfully stiff against the human woman's dark skin, which was now slick with sweat.<br/><br/>Taking Aeryn's hand, she guided it down the taut muscle of her back, leaving it to rest on the equally hard, elegant swell of her bottom. Her sex felt deliciously wet and open for Aeryn's touch - Aeryn's fingers, Aeryn's lips, no<em>everything</em>Aeryn wanted to give her. But she would be patient.<br/><br/>"Feel us, embrace us" Eshalu murmured, caressing Aeryn's jawline, "for now we are one and I will give myself to you," Eshalu's flicked her tongue against the lobe of Aeryn's ear, her voice lower now, with mock predatory menace, "so you can spread me, and take me, and<em>fuck</em>me like a wanton initiate desperate to please her Mistress of the Blade."