Norchelle was gasping for breath, and she was feeling the effects of the intercourse. She said that she wanted more of it, lying beside Aragon. She didn't notice his breathing had become unsteady.
"Yeah! Okay," he said, suppressing his pain.
"I want to sleep for a while, Norchelle. I think my injury has not healed yet," said Aragon.
She frowned in worry, and she sat up quickly, looking at him.
"What happened?" she said, worrying about him.
"Nothing, let's take it slow." said so he brushed it off.
Norchelle moved beside him and pulled him into her embrace, saying, "You can rest here."
Aragon smiled at seeing her, then placed his head on her soft breasts, feeling them as pillows now.
They stopped their action for the night and went to sleep. It was really a long night for the both of them as the action continued for several hours.
