ELIA
She was the luckiest woman alive, it was that simple.
After a somewhat awkward beginning because she hadn't been sure how to… well, mount him, for lack of any better word, he kept whispering instructions and telling her how much he loved her. And from this vantage point, he was laid about before her like a feast. She was shocked all over again by how gorgeous and huge and strong he was. And he was hers.
With her hands flat on his chest, Reth lay beneath her, his head back, eyes hooded, locked on her, his hands at her hips. He kept a slow, but steady pace, pulling her down even as he drove into her until he almost lifted her knees from the ground.
The pressure was intense and delicious, and she trembled with it. Strange noises had started to break out of her throat at the peak of each thrust, and she was having trouble keeping her eyes open. She let her head fall forward and he growled.
