Elion used the opportunity to pull her head lower and steal her lips in another light kiss, breaking it a moment later while still keeping their heads only an inch apart, breathing into the other’s mouth.
"No need to force yourself, you know?"
Tessa immediately shook her head swiftly, a stubborn glint in her dark, clouded eyes. "I’m not..." She whispered breathily, "forcing anything...!"
She raised her ass, Elion’s dick slipping almost all the way out, and then she slapped her ass back down onto his groin, taking his length all the way back in again.
"Ahhhh..." She let out a breathy moan, lifting her ass up again and plopping back down.
Pah! pah! pah!
Her upward and downward movement became more consistent with time, and the resounding sound of her ass cheeks hitting Elion’s thighs and pelvis became a constant symphony.
Elion watched her beautiful breasts sway with her motion, a dark, satisfied smirk on his face. He slid his hands around her back and settled them on the full globes of her ass, taking tight handfuls of each cheek.
Using his grip, he helped guide her up and down, reveling in the divine softness and weight in his palms.
"That’s it..." he groaned, his voice rough. "You’re getting better at this. Keep going."
Elion’s encouragement seemed to light up a fire within her; her movements became faster, her moans louder, and she even began to roll her hips side to side with each descent, trying to reach every impossible angle within her depths with his shaft.
The wet, rhythmic slap of skin grew more frantic, more obscene, a lewd percussion undercut by the slick, squelching sound of her well-used cunt taking him deep. Every time she sank down, her inner walls fluttered and clenched.
Sweat gleamed on her dark skin, catching the moonlight, making her glow like something carved from living marble.
"Elion.... ah...right there... don’t stop..." she gasped, her movements becoming less controlled, more instinctual, driven purely by the need for friction, for depth, for that familiar release.
Elion could feel his own climax building up within his balls.
He shifted his grip, one hand sliding around to her front, fingers finding her swollen, slippery clit.
He pinched it gently and pressed softly, rubbing in tight, rapid circles that matched the punishing pace of her hips.
"Ahhhhh...Ngggghhh~!"
Tessa’s cry shattered into a wordless scream. Her body locked, back arching violently as her orgasm ripped through her.
Her cunt convulsed around his cock in powerful, rhythmic pulses, milking him, pulling him over the edge with her.
Elion’s control snapped; with a guttural roar, he thrust up into her one final time, burying himself to the hilt as he came.
Hot jets of cum flooded her depths, each spurt triggering another aftershock from her, until they were both shaking, spent, collapsed together in a slick, trembling heap.
For a long moment, the only sounds were their ragged breaths and the soft, wet drip of their combined release onto the sheets.
Elion’s hands slid from her ass to her back, stroking slowly, soothingly. Tessa lay boneless atop him, face buried in his neck, her entire body humming with exhaustion and satiation.
Slowly, carefully, he rolled them onto their sides, his hard cock slipping free with a wet squelch.
He rested his head against one hand, watching Tessa with a satisfied grin. Though he was mostly watching the steady rise and fall of her mounds as she breathed.
"Well, wife, was my performance satisfactory?" he asked teasingly.
"Meh. It could have been better..." Tessa replied, opening one eye as she gave him a knowing look. "I guess you were all talk after all."
Elion raised a brow.
Upon noticing the smirk she was desperately trying to hide, he suddenly burst into uproarious laughter.
"Hahahaha... Very well then!" His grin widened. "Just know, dear wife, you brought this ire upon yourself!"
Without wasting a moment, he got up with great speed and pinned Tessa down onto her back, spreading her legs apart so that her pelvis was fully exposed before him.
It helped that her body was so flexible, allowing him to pin her legs down on either side onto the bed without much difficulty.
The rest of the night passed in a blur after that.
Well, it was most certainly a long night for Tessa though.
Elion used Tessa’s body like a plaything, and since she didn’t voice any complaints, other than her ragged, wheezing screams and moans as he flipped her over in many different positions, he had no qualms with pushing her until she passed out sometime before dawn.
Because she had so foolishly provoked him, Tessa’s pride had refused to let her ask for mercy either.
In hindsight, that decision had been her undoing.
Still, there was a certain warmth in the realization that lingered afterward.
On this day, she had crossed an important threshold with the man she had chosen to spend her life with. She had not only lost her chastity, but also experienced the epitome of sexual pleasure.
For the first time, she truly understood what it meant to share such a profound bond with another person.
And despite everything, she couldn’t help but smile, using what remained of her consciousness after the merciless plowing she had received.
...
"Wooo! That should do it!" Elion’s mighty rod slipped out of Tessa’s swollen pussy with a wet squelch.
He had already suspected that she had passed out after he stopped hearing her strained moans over his shoulder.
Her back was currently plastered against the cold wall, and her legs lifted up around his arms, while her arms hung weakly over his shoulder.
He shifted her into a princess carry, watching her sweaty face resting on his chest as she mumbled a bunch of incoherent words.
Elion walked to the bed and laid her down gently, helping her to lie more comfortably. Parts of her hair were sticky and smeared with his semen. He had used her mouth at some point earlier, and ended up spattering a huge load onto her face, head, and breasts.
He tucked her in, watching her snore softly in her sleep before chuckling under his breath.
Elion quietly put his clothes back on and glanced around the room.
There was no bathroom attached, which meant he would either have to find one this early in the morning or track down Mira and use the facilities aboard the Ark.
He paused.
"Oh... wait."
A thought occurred to him.
With a small movement of his hand, Elion manipulated the water in the air around his body, drawing away the sweat clinging to his skin and carrying away any other residue that had accumulated during the night. Within moments, his body was left completely clean.
He gave himself a quick once-over, even leaning closer to sniff his sleeve to make sure he hadn’t missed anything.
"Oh, wow. That actually worked." He blinked. "Why didn’t I think of that before?"
Elion didn’t particularly hate bathing, but he couldn’t exactly say he enjoyed it either. If he could save himself a little time each day by simply using magic to clean himself, then it seemed like the obvious solution.
Of course, if he had the choice between that and soaking in a tub of warm water... Or better yet, relaxing in a hot spring... he would take the latter without hesitation.
"Maybe I should try that next time, with the ladies in tow, of course." Maybe it would eventually lead to some exciting activities afterward.
After another moment, Elion glanced back toward the bed.
Tessa was still blissfully asleep, and judging by the sweet smile on her face, that dream she was having had to be good.
He smiled faintly.
"Sleep well, wife."
With that, Elion quietly slipped out of the room to check on how everyone else was doing this lovely morning.
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