Sun Mote Copse And They Become One Flesh [m?]

In his experiance, Asherah was the easiest to read. She was vocal in her wanting. She moaned, wailed, and made other noises of pleasure, whereas Khalba was mostly silent apart from a few muted rumblings. It was her voice that guided him in what to do; in how to please. Yet, in his fervent, animalistic frenzy, Ar-Khalba found it difficult to focus on the factors of her own pleasure. There would be other times in which he could, but now he took her selfishly. It didn't matter though, because as he felt her body tighten with release, Ar-Khalba knew that he had driven his lover over the precipace.

He was not far behind himself. His eyes shut tight and he felt an intense shudder run through the length of his body. Had he not had the support of her body beneath him, Ar-Khalba would have collapsed into the dirt. Now, still high from his own release and tied to his lover at the hip, Khalba slid limply from Asherah's back.