Several hours later, the two lovers had moved to the warm, black stone the room was made of, just next to the water.
Erik's body was pressing down on Elora, who was sprawled underneath him. The fairy moaned softly, her body exhausted, her eyes hazy.
Slowly, almost mechanically, Erik's hips continued to move as his cock stirred up her insides and softly rocked her body. His gaze was both alert and exhausted, yet… a burning desire still existed in its depth.
His arms were wrapped around Elora's body, with one hand slowly rubbing her sensitive pearl and the other slowly kneading her breasts. The most surprising, however, was the small trail of blood leaking from Erik's nose.
"I… cantsh believe… how far… hnnfh… you went… for thish…" Elora grunted softly, her words slurring slightly and interrupted with each of Erik's thrusts. "S— Such a… cheater…"
