63. Sadi, My Sadi, What Are You Doing To Me?
As she shoved the covers aside and moved to rise, a hand and long bare arm swiftly snaked out from the depths of the pile and unerringly captured her and dragged her back under where she found herself completely enveloped atop a warm male body and a firm arousal.
“Where do you think you are going my little wilwarin?” Erestor whispered between nibbles on her neck and soft kisses to her mouth as he rolled her giggling under him.
Laughing Sadi looked up into her lover’s grey blue eyes, “Wilwarin? Oh no ind nin, more like an ox.”
“Never meleth nin, a graceful aras, a small aew, a dancing wilwarin, but an ox, never.” He pulled back and grinned down teasingly at her through a curtain of his sleep tousled hair then grew silent his eyes darkening as both felt passion stirring once more. “I shall never tire of you, meleth nin, I never believed I would be so blessed to find you after all this time.”
She gazed up at him tenderly and lifting a hand to his face pulled a tumbled lock of dark hair from his cheek and nose before tucking it behind a pointed ear. “I know, ind nin, I have been alone for so long I had resigned myself to it. To love and desire and be loved and desired in return is to feel alive again as I was when very young.”
Sliding both hands back up around his neck, she pulled his unresisting head down and kissed him first softly then with growing intensity as he passionately claimed her mouth. Sadi moaned as he turned his attention to her now aching breasts and when he suckled each in turn, fisted her hands into the sheets and threw her head back pushing her chest up to meet his lips and the heat of his mouth.
Erestor suddenly rose up on his knees, astride her hips, pushed the tangle of blankets and sheets from their bodies and tossed his long hair over his shoulders then twisting it into a loose knot behind his head. For a long silent moment, he remained there hands on his hips a victorious warrior surveying his spoils of war with hot dark eyes before finally sliding a knee between her legs and forcing them apart.
No shy maiden, Sadi returned his hot gaze before dropping her eyes to his arousal and reaching a hand out to claim it as her own spoils of war drew him towards her eager mouth.
“No, meleth nin,” he growled pushing her back onto the pillows. “I want you now.” Settling himself between her thighs he moved over her, his arms on either side of her head. He pushed swiftly and deeply into her depths and rode her hard. Sadi wrapped her legs around his waist, her arms around his neck and met each thrust hard with her own. His breath became a hard rasp in his throat as he lost himself in the pounding rhythm of their mating and the sound of her mewls of passion. He increased his thrusts in speed and strength until the both of them were shuddering with its intensity.
Reaching her climax first, Sadi sobbed and screamed before collapsing boneless back onto the bed. Erestor paused momentarily and grasped her head between loving hands, “Stay with me, ind nin,” he gasped and captured her mouth with his own. He began again the rhythmic thrusting into her limp body both with tongue and cock coaxing a second wave of rising passion from her until they both reached their peak together. Then still joined they collapsed exhausted onto one another wrapped in each others arms. The room was filled with the sounds of their ragged breathing and the scent of musky sex.
As Erestor lifted himself from her soft body she pulled him back and wrapped her legs around his hips. “Don’t move. Stay where you are.”
“Meleth nin, I am too heavy,” he protested but settled back on her.
She rubbed her sex against his groin, “I need the feeling of your body on me. Besides you are still filling me up quite nicely.”
He nipped at her shoulder and groaned as he felt the heat pooling in his loins again. Chuckling he said ruefully, “Sadi, my Sadi, what am I going to do with you? Neither of us can keep this up indefinitely.”
“I know, but we have so much lost time to make up for. I am willing to keep going if you are.” She grinned up at him mischievously.
Laughing, he shook his head in disbelief and started thrusting slowly into her again. “Well we had better go a little slower this time.”
“I disagree, I definitely like the more aggressive approach.” And with that she slipped her hand between them, found his balls and began a gentle but firm massage between answering thrusts. Unable to resist her teasing he began bucking and thrusting into her and again found himself racing towards his release.
He had a momentary thought; “This is one day I won’t be first into the office, if I make it at all.” He grinned to himself, “I bet Elrond won’t make it either.”
With that he ceased any coherent thought and became lost in the delight of his sensual exploration of Sadi’s body and responses and the demands of their bodies to join all over again when they had finished mating.
ind nin-my heart
meleth nin-my love
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