King Varziel groaned, his movements becoming erratic as her climax pulled him towards his own. The tight heat of her around him was almost too much too bear, and with a deep thrust, he buried himself inside her, his release surging through him. The pleasure of it all caused him to release her leg, allowing it to fall onto the bed. His growl of pleasure was primal, and his body tensed as he spilled into her, marking her. Bowing his body, he sunk his face into her neck and took a deep bite from the side.
Arella immediately wrapped her legs around him, her body still reeling from the aftershocks of her orgasm, and groaned gently as his teeth sunk into her flesh.
For a long moment, the world seemed to stand still. The crackling of the fire was the only sound in the room, mingling with their ragged breaths as they slowly came back to themselves. Varziel's hand loosened the grip on her, and with a flick of his fingers, the restraints vanished, leaving Arella's wrists free.
