As expected she got that one right too. Indeed it was him, that thick portion of himself making her thankful that he pressed inside her. Engorged down by her hands Oberron found his lips searing her own as they danced together. That glow that covered their bodies at that joining was intense as it washed over her warm and creamy skin.

Joined by the lips at least for the moment Oberron brought his tongue into the recesses of her mouth swishing against her own as his hips rose and fell against her. He filled that tight body beneath him, powerful thrusts into the chalice of her body as the squeak of the bed echoed out in both of their ears.

He was groaning, little gasps escaping his lips as those muffled sounds were diluted with the press of his lips against her own. He was beside himself with want, with need as he came down at her with a great deal of intensity with those trust though she could feel it in his kiss, so commanding as it swept over her.

“Ok ...” he grunted, breathing rapidly as he continued to fill her core with himself. When it was more than evident she had won and went three for three he relayed this rewarding her a little as he took her legs and shifted them so that each heel was over a shoulder now.

Her legs, tighter together, made her passage even tighter .

She might have been tight around him before like a glove but now it was more like a vice. He kissed her inner thigh then stood up drawining her body up too so she now rested upon her shoulders her legs had still been hooked over his shoulders as he now pushed into her, filling that core as he worked against her.

That kiss had been broken with the change in position. He was pressing inside her now, twisting a little at the appex of each thrust, trickling pre-cum into her as he throbbed vigorously. He groaned again, seeing her breasts bounce with each of his thrusts inside her.

“Aly, I'm going to cum!” He warned as he felt that burning intensity spiraling through him. He might be on the verge already, it might have been fairly soon but this was going to the first time of many. She did not have to leave first thing in the morning so exhausting her was in the cards,

She wanted him to be gentle with her, which he could do, though she did not restrain him from exhausting her, which he would seek to do before the night was over.

The tip of his finger pressed to her clit moving in grinding circles against her as he matched the action by spiraling into her. He groaned again fighting back the tingling sensation that was now coresing through hi.

“Cum for me, Aly!” he practicually commanded, clenching his teeth as the first waves of pleasure escaped him, firing into the depths of her core as he exploded in a torrent of his own magnificent released washed out through her body as he thrusted inside her a final time as if driving that essence further down into her core resting inside her as he emptied himself inside her with each throb of his cock.

Alynia loved being able to touch him. She grabbed onto him affectionately fearing if she no longer had restraints to keep her stable, without something to anchor herself to she would simply float away into that ocean of boundless pleasure. Her nails dug into his strong back as he did not hesitate to begin pounding her into that mattress. She moaned into his mouth for there was no quelling the sounds that came from her lips.

He was being so dominating today, and Alynia found this absolutely delicious. The way his tounge pushed past her lips forcing her to succumb to the talent of those lips. Even as they broke apart, for Alynia didn't think she could go a moment longer without air, he did not relent slamming into her. She gasped for oxygen, failing to gain her senses save for the feeling of him pushing in and out of her.

Alynia was crying out for him no longer carig about volume. "Ah- ah-" she was moaning and gasping out with each powerful thrust. She could hear him too, she could hear him clearly. Every syllable that escaped him lips was heaven to her ears. But her hazed eyes wanted to drink in the sight of him too. Especially times like this where he just seemed to be like a god lording over the temple of her body.

But how could she with this blindfold on? She could only imagine that cocky grin of his that knew he was driving her insane, how his eyes would watch as her breasts bounced every time their hips met. Her eyes fluttered shut in defeat of even trying as she tried to buck her hips up toward him,trying to match his ruthless speed.

"Y-you- feel- AH- incredible!" Alynia was calling out her head thrashing about on that pillow trying with agony to contain any dignity she had left, not that it mattered anymore. Her hair was ruined anyway, and her soft skin gleamed with sweat.

"Holy- O-Oberron! W-hat are you -doing!?" She wailed out as suddenly his grip on her legs tightened pulling them over his shoulders. W-what kind of position was this? She let out a soft shriek as he pushed her upward onto her shoulders, her hands with nothing to grip went to the pillow behind her head. Her husband felt absolutely humongous inside of her. Her walls felt so tight around him, how was he even going to move?

He found away as he dived back into her. Alynia's words had lost meaning a while back, but now her mind was an incomprehensible mess as his shaft slammed into that sacred spot with her again. And again.

The way they were positioned gave him an excellent view of everything her body had to offer and if Alnia had the ability to concern about that she would have probably felt much more bashful. But currently she was so close to that peak of bliss, it was as if nothing else in the world mattered. This was what he did to her, Oberron was the only one with the ability to drive her past the point of reason. And she loved it. Alynia loved every moment of it.

Oberron could tell she was close as he announced he was reaching that pinnacle too. He probably knew she wasn't going to be able to handle too much more, so of course his finger began playing with her engorged sensitive pearl. She shrieked as this agonizing pleasure spiked through her.

The words that he groaned out next were probably able to make her cum alone if she had just been sitting there. Right now the command drove her past the point of return. Just as he told or rather he demanded her release, there was a scream that sounded the room as a tidal wave of an orgasm washed over the queen. "Oh g-od O-OBERRON!" She was crying out as the torrent of his seed only heightened her pleasure.

He shivered, feeling her nails bit into his back, her moan as their lips pressed together had been rather pleasant at that as their lips continued to press together … He felt so close to her then as he thrust down into her, fylly taking her as their bodies clapped together in that most luscious of ways.

They broke their kiss to breath in ragged gasps as their bodies collided against one another.

Oberron had noticed that his wife was less concerned about her volume though anyone who knew Oberron wouldn't have found such sounds as unusual as they came up from the bedchambers and what else would you hear from here? Not like a ballroom, a supply closet or ready room for insnce so she could let go here. She rarely did though, caught up in those human thoughts of hers. That self concern that made it so easy to make her blush on most occassions, ok, who was he kidding? All the time had he of thought of it, even if she had come to terms with things it was still embarrassing for her to admit to it or somehing that he brought up even if she agreed with it.

Her hips bucked up against his downward thrusts full of that urgency. He filled her, a phantom touch rushing along her breasts given that he could not reach them in this position as invisible hands or perhaps corpreal hands rushed over her breastsm thumbs tracing against her nipples as then spun against her, even pushed those globes together as those perky breasts were lifted and one felt the cool lips of a mouth on one, hard and fast suckles on it for it was obvious that Oberron was doing something to her as he sought to dominate her body, Her body thrashing beneath him as her hair was ruined, that sweet confession passing her lips ensured that it was tough keeping her dignity about her in such a situation.

He shifted positions, now it was definitely out for his hands and lips to dash against her breasts or suckle those tits. “Relax ...” he cooed as they shifted. Yes, he felt larger now, her body tighter and his thrusts would require more force on his part, not that he ran the risk of hurting her.

He was still fey after all and so he smiled down upon her then.

The shriek came as he let a finger slid against her clit, rocking against it and sending a tremor though her body, He gauged her sesponse though he knew that she was close, his finger earlier and now this fullness pressing inside her, filling every inch of that sweet core that he was pressing into.

His command no sooner issued than her body obeyed it. His seed pulled out of his embedded shaft in that instance. He groaned against the wave of bliss that swept over him then, filling her repeadtidly as that shockwave rolled over m.

His fingers pressed into those creamy thighs feeling that snudder that coursed through her as he latched onto her thighs, gripping them tightly as he looked down at her as he slowly slipped out of her. He slipped one leg then the other off his shoulders.

He dropped dwon to the mattress on his knees as he rubbed a breast with a hand. He smiled at her though she still wearing the blindfold and had not gotten to remove it just yet.

“You can take that off if you'd like.”

Alynia's throat, as it had still been healing from earlier today, was feeling sore. But she couldn't help the moans that tore from her lips. Briefly her body had been completely enwrapped with the sense of utter euphoria as that climax exploded within her.

He helped her ride out this peak, extending the pleasure until it was just about too much to handle. He slowly came to a halt, holding her up in this wonderful position, letting her feel him throb just a few more times within her. Alynia let out a quiet sigh of content as Oberron let the last of his seed leak inside of her.

There was a sound between an erotic groan and a whimper of disappointment as Oberron slowly eased himself out from the warmth that had previously encased him. Alynia's hips jerked slightly, barely even able to handle such a small movement.

Her body shook with sensitivity as her sweet honey flowed from her tired form. A hand of her placed itself over her chest feeling with curiosity her rapid heart beat. Alynia was out of breath but it seemed her husband understood this as he gently eased her legs from over his shoulders. Her body felt slightly stretched out as her legs were allowed to relax, but it was alright Alynia had always been a naturally flexible girl.

As she was given to permission to, her fingers make quick work of the black sash that covered her eyes. Fumbling with the knot, she decided just to slip it off instead. As the fabric left her eyes she squinted due to the sudden introduction of more light. As her light brown chocolate eyes slowly blinked themselves open, the first thing they saw was her husband and those never ending violet eyes that were watching her too.

"Have I told you how wonderful you are?" She murmured quietly as he husband laid down beside. Alynia returned his smile with a grin as she moved herself a bit closer to him. His hands didnt seem capable of staying off of her as his fingers lazily massaged at her breast she mewled sweetly in response.

Alynia scooted closer to him and her fingers went to the bottom of his shirt. "You should probably take this off." She remarked with a glint in her eye. A finger of hers trailed suggestively down his stomach stopping at the waist hand of his pants he had seemed to have jerked aside to give his member the liberty it sought. "These too." She muttered as her head tilted up kissing him deeply.

Her body was tired, most certainly it was, but that did not mean she didn't want him again. Alynia gently pushed him over, guiding him so her husband was lying on his back. Alynia in turn sat up letting that ruffled nightgown fall back down over her breasts. Slowly and cautiously she climbed ontop of him straddling his waist.

Alynia's eyes wandered lovingly over her husband who was now underneath her. It was strange to see him like this, but she liked it too. A gentle smile graced her lips as her hands found their way to the base of his shaft. "Are you ready for round two my love?" She asked him with a smile, it was always so rare for Alynia to initiate more. The fact that she had did it twice today just proved she wanted to leave something for Oberron to remember her by while she was away.

Her soft hands ran up and down his length, gently stroking it back to life. Her eyes wandered shyly from his cock, to his torso, to the expression on his face. She truly thought Oberron was perfect in every way. "I w-want to ride you.." Alynia told him a cute attempt to talk dirty. It never was her thing, but it was unlikely it mattered very much as she was pushing aside her wet pink panties with one hand and using the other to angle the tip back inbetween her fold.

Alynka was fighting her sensitivity, but she wanted this too and could only hope Oberron agreed.

Oberron had recently discovered how flexible she was in that cave. It wasn't so often that he tied her up in knots or repositioned her in odd ways so he was not discovered it until recently. He considered all the fun possibilities that they would find themselves into though the volcanoe did appeal to him even more at the moment.

It was far less common than contorting into strange positions. Still it was something that he would soon explore.

He watched as she removed the blind fold with a cerain eagerness. He smiled at her as she removed it, his eyes cast to her, violet meeting brown in that stare.

Oberrron moved to the side of he naked body, kneeling, then laying at her side as he reached out to her then, sliding his fingers against the curve of her breast as he felt the weight and perkiness of that orb before leaning down to flicker his tongue over a nipple.

He knew she needed a moment as did he, but that went along with the territory so to speak. She was easy for him to read. He loved that fact though, knowing when it was best to press matters, when it was best to fall back .

It all depended on his moods an objectives. If he wanted to kill her with soft pleasures, if he wanted to overload her senses all at once, if he wanted to do all these matters of things to her, a sudden explosion of pleasure drawn out with smaller after shocks throught the night. He had learned long ago if he were too intense then she would not be able to endure as nuch … Yet one larger one and several smaller ones seemed to work out well enough.

“You might not tell me everyday but you let me know, Aly.” He grinned back at her, fingers still skimming her body as he moved against the silky smootheness. Violet eyes still turned his focus to her. He was tracking a finger against her nipple now as he considered it.

His lips touched his own, that spark between them rekindling at once. He was aroused of course, the path of her finger on his chest was more than suggestive. “You should he answered ane while he could have easily gotten rid of them he didn't. He allowed her the oleasure of stripping him at her leisure. He smiled as she did it to, abs glistening with the after glow of their joing and sweet from recent activities.

She straddled him once his clothes had been seen to and she topped him after guiding him to his back.

Hands secured her hips as he looked up the expanse of pinknish to seetle on her features. She was in rare form today though he grinned up at her as she reached his shaft. He groaned a little as she look him in with that warm touch. He nodded, always eager to accept what she had to offer.

This clearly was a special occasion, Alynia did not have a filthy mouth and rarely tried to talk dirty though it was always a turn on to him. Most times she was unsure of herself, though he accepted her invitation, it did not take her long to entice him back to full hardness either.

“You may but I haven't been broken in yet.” He grinned up at her, referencing the wildness that she could expect in this ride. He groaned feeling her slide against him, his fingers tightened against her hips as he began to buck wildly beneath her as he lifted his hips up filling her in the proceess. His groans soon spilling out of his lips as he felt her pressing around his embedded length.

“That's it, Aly! Ride away.”

Oberron always knew what Alynia wanted. She had been a bit unsure how he would respond to her request to be gentle, but she should have known he always understood her. It clearly showed he knew she was tired as his hands caressed her breasts. Gently fondling and licking those pert nubs. An erotic sigh came from her as she hand found its way to the back of his head, pushing him toward her ever so slightly.

“I should probably tell you more often if that’s the case.” Alynia muttered in response with a light smile. Her eyes closed as she let the sensation of bliss course through her as his fingers dance over her soft bared skin. Her head tilted upward kissing him lovingly, expressing her passion through actions rather than words.

Though it was an innocent kiss, it was deep and sensuous. She couldn’t believe she was going to be gone for three days after this, perhaps more for all she knew. She sighed, certainly she was going to miss him. “Then I will.” She told him simply with a cute grin as she lifted up the bottom of that shirt, and pulling it up over his head. Alynia made sure to graze her finger tips on his skin as she did. Her cheeks had a slight red tint, as she bit her lip watching as more and more of his flawless skin was revealed to her.
As soon as that had made it over his head, thrown somewhere unimportant, her hands did not hesitate to touch him. Feel him where she could. Those delicate hands ran over his stomach, torso, and those strong sculpted shoulders. She made no sound while she worshipped him, no words needed to be said. Alynia lowered her body along his, to help him with his trousers.

Her hands tugged those pants down, until he was able to kick him off. Alynia considered taking him into her lips, but she had a better idea. As she lifted herself up to face him, a hand pushed on his shoulders. And as he laid down obediently on his back, Alynia straddled him.

Looking down on him like this was certainly strange to her. Her eyes trailed along his god like body as her hands gripped his shaft softly running her hands up and down it. His length hardened quickly, Alynia was always impressed with his stamina. She blinked innocently feeling him throbbing between her fingers.

Alynia blushed, pressing her lips together at his comment. She couldn’t find the words to respond with, the way his body looked beneath her took her breath away and it was honestly rather embarrassing the way she revered his features. So before she would convince herself that she couldn’t do this, Alynia lifted her hips, scrunched her soaked and useless panties to one side.

Her breathing had gotten harsh, notably more nervous as well as sexual. Her head canted back letting out a soft cry as she angled the tip of him into those folds. After rotating her hips slightly, both to get comfortable as well as to please him, she slowly and carefully lowered herself onto him.

She hissed at the fit as he was so thick, was it even possible he felt larger every time he took her? His hands went to her hips, coaxing her further down onto him. Alynia did not stop until her body was impaled on him and for only a moment as he was as deep inside her body as she was confident was possible.

Alynia let out a shaking breath then slowly lifted up again before plunging herself back down testing this angle. “Holy-“ she breathed out with a moan at such amazing friction. Having such a sense of control of the depth and speed was certainly new but such power did not last long as Oberron’s fingers tightened around her waist bucking up into her.

“Ah-!” she cried out sharply as she was motivated to speed up. It only took a bit more coaxing until Alynia was bouncing on top of him, doing her best to slam him into herself. Her eyes were closed and her head slightly tilted back letting those cries ring around the room. Alynia’s back was arched, angling it so every time she plunged back down the tip of his length rammed into her sweet spot.

One hand had lowered onto his hard stomach, as she was trying to steady herself as she rode him. Her other hand went to that night gown, that she still wore pulling down the top until her breasts were bounced freely along with her body. “Yes- Oh, God yes!” She was screaming her hand seized one of her own orbs, touching herself as she drove herself onto him. She was so tight, but she was sensitive as well. Alynia was trying in vain to hold back her release, for she wanted him for as long and hard as was possible.

“It is unnecessary but appreciated,” Oberron chimed before being nudged forward. His lips making the perfect seal against her own as they pressed together, his lips hungry against her own as his mouth roamed against her, the soft pale light eitting from their skins at the entcicing contact. Warm fles against flesh, such heated lips leaving their marks on each other as they played with one another in this intimidate moment.

Her warm hands removed his shirt and he lped where it was necessary but fot the most part this was her show and he was no going to interupt it. She was already showing signs of being embarrassed so it would have been easy to spooke her from doing this.

He let out a small groan as her hands explored heated flesh. He was into this for it was rare to see Alynia take a dominant role when they took to playing. Occassional she took the led but lacked confidence in dealing with the situation and ran away when she could.

That was one of the reasons that he was sending her away now hoping to build up some of that cofidence and hoped that it translated into other aspects of their lives if that meant dealing with magical appilcatipm or the bedroom that was. He had plenty of time to address these things in the future, he did mention Phantasm to her, and for her to speak with Oswald if she wished to learn more. For the moment he left it at that, Oswald had the memories of so many few, from one generation to the nex so that he was better equiped in handling her questions. It was a fey matter and he had been born unseelie that was.

He obeindently obeyed as she pressed a hand to her shoulder. He laid still as she stradled his hips, his hands sweeping over her hips as he got a firm hold on her. It was in that moment that violet eyes cast up at her expectantly. He still did not say anything, stilll unwilling to spook her though he did nod for her to continue what she was doing.

He gasped as warm fingers curled around his taff coaxing him to hardness in no time. Violet eyes pressed closed for the time being as he melted into that touch, throbbing against her fingers. He goes to sit up though for her hand returning to his shoulder pressing him back down.

His eyes widened, feeling the inense pleasure coursing out from their joind bodies. His hands tightening on her hips as he showed her just how wild he could be as he bucked his hips beneath her, his strong hands on her ensured that he had not jarred her loose as his fullness swept through that tight wetness. God, it felt so good! Seeing her tits bouncing at each movement as she sat upon his lap. He had wondered why they had not joined more in this fashion for being topped by his queen was underly delicious.

By the sounds of it she liked this so it was probable that they have a repeate beformance like this some time. He groaned against he onslaught, he bucking up and she down upon his embedded member. He did his damndest to keep himsel in check as he bucked uo to fill her only to find that when his ass was flat against the mattress she was falling back upon his hips as he bucked up against her ultimately repeating the process.




Oh this was incredible – tonight it seemed as if she didn't mind the noise level either and while she topped him he broaned louder now as his hips smashed against her own. He was so ready to cum to, his cock already throbbing he took one hand of a hip oniy flicker his finger against her in what was one of those erotic but causal flicks that had so much powe beyond the motion, it was obvious with those little flicks he was attempting to make her cum undone before he did and thus with nothing stopping him he continued that assault as his hips bucked up at hers with intense passion and need.

He was quiet as he observed her with watchful eyes. For this Alynia was thankful. It was easy to tease her, it always was and most often than not, Alynia enjoyed her husbands playful nature. The thing was right now, it took all of her concentration and all of her will power simply to bring herself to act like this. She wanted him to know how much she was trying for him.

In a offset way, Alynia was probably feeling a bit self conscious too which motivated her just a bit further. Recalling the nixies that certainly weren't hesitant in flirting with the king, reminded Alynia how different Fey culture was once again from her own. She adapted slightly, but she was probably barely at the level of the most modest Fey.

In the back of her mind she always wondered why Oberron, the king and highest power among fey, was so loyal to her. There were certainly many other candidates, but he always was so sweet to her. So loving to only her. Alynia would never doubt his faith nor his honesty. The only thing she might have been afraid of was that her husband didn’t understand how much she loved him in return. There were times, Alynia was worried her innocence and naivety might have translated to that she didn’t want him or something of the sort when certainly that was not the case.

The way his fingers pressed into her hips made her feel secure. Her head tilted back and her breasts pushed forward as she called out. Her breasts bounced along with her body, as she was beginning to get desperate for her release. It was good thing he gripped her tightly keeping him imbedded within her as she bucked down, Alynia was rather relying on him for balance as her hips shifted up and down.

She gasped out every time Oberron thrusted his hips upward while at the same time pulling her down. Alynia did the best to keep up with his pace, rocking her hips in time with his, trying to push his shaft deeper, and deeper within her. It felt amazing especially for her as she grinded herself onto him.

Her lips were slightly parted to allow the moans and sighs to fill the room. Her eyes were lidded, alternating between fluttering shut and blinking open simply because her husband looked so delicious beneath her. The hand that had originally been playing with her breast went down to lift up the corner of that pink night gown. For a moment she let her king see his thick spectre shoved deep into her folds teasingly before dropping the dress again like a curtain for their dirty deed. It was times like these Alynia felt not beautiful (as Oberron often reminded her) nor cute, but sexy. And feeling in such a heated way about her self and him was a glorious thing.

Ah, the guttural groans that escaped his lips made her mind go into a frenzy. Her legs were admittedly sore as she pounded on top him. His hand, originally anchored at her thin waist, went down flicking her button as she rode him. Alynia gritted her teeth, as her eyes squeezed shut in agony. “I-if you- ah- keep doing that-!“ she groaned erotically, the end of her sentence should have been self explanatory. Her thrusts were getting much more frantic.

He was probably close too, but Alynia beat him to the finish line. “AH- O-oberronn!!!” she was crying out at her climax. Her walls clamped down on him, but she did not stop bucking into him. His member felt tremendous friction against her tightening walls as she rode out her orgasm. She was struggling to continue, her body at the brim of sensitivity as her flower convulsed around him. “Ah- Ah- I can’t- much longer!” she was pleading as her hips still rocked into him. Her body felt that it might shatter from immense pleasure, the pleasure was eating her alive. If her husband didn’t finish soon, she wasn’t sure how her body would handle cumming again.

Oberron understood the make up of his wife quite well. There were times to joke, times to tease but he knew that in times like this if he did so she'd run, well from the situation, not from him and convincing her to do anything after her confidence had broken was next to imossible, well he only thought next to since according to him everything was possible.

Thus in moments like this her remained silent so he didn't say the wrong thing even if teaseing, well save from the occasion reassurances of course or by means that relaid that he was into something like his comment about not being broken in, non threatening right?

Of course he was aware that she was trying and he did tease her a lot but he cut her a lot of slack too because this wasw all so new to her and he was thinking decades to erase the notions that she grew up with and not years. Occassionally he punished her but never in a way that it lead to disaterous results though there was always the hint of danger … Corte was safe in walking her since he took it upon himself to protect her modesty. Corte probably think he was helping his queen but Oberron knew his guardsman wouldn't be overly cruel to his queen either.

Oberron was a good read of people and Aly in particular. He had known from the start that she loved him, that their arrangement wasn't simply one to ruin Sable's plans and give Oberron enough power to wrest back his kingdom. No, that was not the case at all.

If so they would have parted and gone their separate ways soon after though they hadn't. He was enthralled by the woman that saved his kingdom but there was much more to it that he could not quite express in words.

He knew that she doted upon him and perhaps only Oswald knew more about human affairs in the realm then he so he had a pretty good handle on these matters. Of course he had never complained when she wouldn't do something, sometimes he would pretend to pout but he never seemed displeased by her decisions on a whole.

His fingers pressed into her hips as she bounce up and down on his rod, grinding against it as she fully took him in amongst those groans even as his hips wildly danced beneath her own as he pressed into those inviting folds.

He did not let up though, with those flicks and touches that coursed through her body, seeking to push her closer to the brink of her realease especially now that he was so close. He had wondered if she had picked up the fact that his pleasant warmth was throbbing against those silken walls or that he was doing all he could at the moment to hold back a torrent of his own release as pre-cum leaked out of the tip of his body, all too eager to fill that pleasantly warm passage. His intentions had been pushing her to the brink of her release and beyond though he was unable to do it this time as the essence of that magnifient rod ruptured, spilling it's essence deep inside her body as that hand fell away from her clit as a pleased groan swpt out of his lips.

His hips still bucked beneath her as if trying to through her out of the saddle though single handed now he grasped her to himself pulling down as he bucked up …

But she had been so caught up in things that she thought she had finished first, maybe she did, Oberron was a bit distracted to work out those logistics though he continued to thrust up at her a few seconds longer … he had not the heart to tell her that it was alright, that he had finished already so he had to fake it, well it wasn't fake as he had orgasmed but rather than embarrassing her or pointing out that she had missed it he gripped her hips further, thrusting up at her as he pressed into and through that core, that wet playground.

He groaned out, he reaching the peak of sensitivity as he was still throbing within her. He had released again, not as intensly as the first time but you wouldn't have guessed it given the way his fingers tightened against her hip or the fact that he sat up pressing his lips against hers as he recaptured them.

“That was terrific, Aly … sensational ...” he was speaking between ragged breaths before his lips returned back to hers.

He gripped her tightly, but not enough to bruise her delicate skin. Oberron's other hand did not relent playfully flicking and rubbing against her pearl as she grinded against her. Alynia threw her head back as she cried out in bliss displaying her all for him to see. God, it felt amazing.

Yes, she could tell he was throbbing against the crushing force of her slick tight passage. Though the way the were rocking in euphoric harmony made it difficult for Alynia to concentrate on anything except the thick throbbing shaft shoving in and out of her. She still heard those fantastic groans that left his lips. Every sound he made was heavenly to her, so masculine. Ah, so sexual.

Certainly they were both close to falling off that blissful peak. Alynia could tell, because Oberron was losing any previous restraints he might have had. He was taking a much more forceful control of her as he rammed her onto his cock every time he thrusted upward, grinding the girl ontop of him. Alynia's lips opened in wordless pleasure as gasps and screams were drawn.

Every time she was pulled downward, Alynia let out another agonizing sound of ectasy. He was pounding so deep within her, how was he even capable of this impossible fit? Even after all the times they had joined, every time. Every single time felt more amazing than the last.

"I'm-so close..." She had been sighing a groan. Alynia's eyes had blinked shut. Her body glistened with sweat and glowed with lust. Her tantalizing breasts swayed freely as her hand went down to his abdominal, allowing her to more securely stableize herself as Alynia increased her pace. Bucking down onto him frantically now, her face screwed up in that fantastically erotic expression that only surfaced when she was so close to cumming.

It wasn't long until that knot in her core snapped, her climax accompanied by a mantra of his godly name. Alynia probably hadnt realized his own seed erupting within her because she was too occupied crying out to the heavens. It was rather likely the whole castle could hear them by now. Alynia was a little busy to care.

Her climax was instense, mind shattering but having not noticed her husband coming undone, Alynia ride out this peak until her husband came once more into her. This time she felt his warm essence splash inside of her and she let out a high pitched moan upon the feeling. Her chest still heaving, gradually Alynia came to a stop. By this time her flower felt undeniably sore, her legs too screamed for relief. In this sense she was almost glad she was leaving, her body certainly could not hold up too much longer.

He sat up, his lips immediatly meshing against her. Alynia moaned, even the slight adjustment of his body was too much for her body. But despite the practically painful sensitivity, Alynia kissed back with passion. She blushed modestly at his words, not responding only happily kissing him again. Every cell of her body seemed to be radiantly both pain and satisfaction as she hummed with content.

Slowly, very slowly, Alynia lifted her hips letting his length slid from her. She yelped at the friction as the juiced from their activities leaked from her. "Ahh-" she breathed out in the pleasant after waves that courses through her. Moving with a careful grace she slowly climbed off of him, resting on her knees beside him. Alynia had decided the nightgown had to go. So she pulled he flattering pink frabric over her head, finally revealing her naked chest to her husband. Alynia also decided to get rid of those panties as well, what was the point? So she stripped herself nude before lying back down, snuggling close to Oberron.

She kissed him cutely on he nose. "You are my sex god." Alynia muttered, a tired grin on her face. She was obviously pleased her husband enjoyed it when she was ontop, even if by the end he was doing most of the work.

Alynia climbed under the silky warm covers and she immediatly pressed herself against his chest. Her mounds pushed into him as she saught sanctuary in his warmth. "You were amazing my king. And I'm sure you always will be."

Seeing her like that was divine, his violet eyes had cast up her body as she topped him. Taking everything from the sheen of sweet on her body, the soft pale glow that emitted from her body cast a heavenly silohet over her that mixed with his own radiant glow.

Every time they joined, every time, it was better than the last. They danced against one another as their bodies locked together in the glory of that moment. The friction of her body against his had felt so divine even as he shuffle his hips beneath hers requiring more, needing more. Their heated bodies sliding together urgently, clapping together as Oberron continued to fill her with hiself, groaning out as he did so.

He was prevent from sitting up, in getting at one of those fieces of dandling fruit that had swept down from her chest, swaying, bouncing … thee perky orbs looked so ripe, so full for the taking! It was a tease having them so close and while he could have reached out to touch them he would have had to take his hands off her hips to do so …

He did not wish to do that as it kept him from bucking her off him completely.

“Cum, Aly,” he cooed the words accented by a groan as they spilled out of his lips. By this stage he had managed to hold back a bit but it was like plugging his finger into a damn, he was so ready to burst at a second's notice.

He throbbed within her, aching for his own wonderful release and glad that her's had not been long off as his own began boiling like a storm brewing on the horizon. It was only growing larger as it grew steaily closer.

She slowed atop him then stopped, a mixture of their juices swirled together and while she was almost glad that she was leaving Oberron felt quite the opposite. With such a break through he was inclined in having her stay though he had convinced himself that it was only three days, that absence caused the heart to grow fonder … well it was a human term seeing how fey could be appart for years instead of days.

Truly he had never been known for his patience … Oberron of Storms after all. It took a great deal dor I to do it though whenever she went missing instad of flying off the handle his prioritiy was using that ring to the best of it's ability so he knew that she could return to him as speedily as possible. To think Corte was going to send her back to her Shadow and she subconsciously used the ring while he was at Avalon not that he had minded that she was there of course.

Their lips touched together and she answered that contact with a soft glow radiating off of her skin and that moan. He groaned into her mouth a hand rubbing over her ass playfully now.

But he gave her the space necessary as she dismountedc from his hips then undressed. Certainly he like the view much better as she laid back down at his side and he cuddled into her with a grin on his features as he genly kissed her cheek, then neck …

“If I am the God then you are the Godess.” He returned his lips to her and grinned. Though he accepted her continued words with a measure of pride, what man didn't like hearing that? “Not half as much as you … I am curious as to why this, why tonight, don't get me wrong I loved it, it is just unusual for you that and ...” he fell silent, no, he supposed he would refrain from that. He did not want to make her self conscious now, especially that it was done. Let her think of that on her own unless she pressed him of course. He snuggled up into her then allowing his hands to brush against her side nice and slow, the silk sheets the only thing between her and true nakedness.

With her skin’s light slowly fading, and her breasts heaving for she was still out of breath, Alynia sighed in bliss pressing her naked form against her lover. His lips trailed from her cheek to her neck, and Alynia could only hum happily in response. Her hand slipped into his, holding it weakly but determinedly. It was as if the exhaustion of the day had piled upon her at once. She was even too tired to whine and protest as Oberron slowly caressed her soft behind.

In fact she clutched herself closer to him not wanting him to relinquish his warm comforting touch. God, how she loved him. How he had stolen all of this innocent girl’s affections. She had already told herself, never to another. Alynia would never willingly give herself the same way she gave herself to Oberron. Though the words she told him might have seemed inflated, she meant every syllable. To her, he was perfect and Alynia loved inflating his ego.

Her clothes had been thrown somewhere completely unimportant. Her hair must’ve been a mess, and certainly her body simply reeked of sex. Alynia didn’t care as she climbed under the covers herself still holding herself as close as she could to her king. It wasn’t that she was trying to tease him; she too could feel her mounds press into his hard torso. Alynia just wanted to feel him. The warmth of his body was soothing to her spent, weary body.

She smiled gently at his response. “As long as I can make you happy I don’t mind what I am.” Still, Alynia liked the idea of being his goddess. Her eyes fluttered shut, though she was still awake, it was not surprised that she felt immensely tired. Without a doubt, today was a day that was more toiling on her body than most. “I’m so sore.” She muttered quietly shifting her legs slightly, though she certainly wasn’t just referring to her legs. “And I had even told you to be gentle with me.” Alynia teased lightly.

Really, he had been good to her tonight. Not as rough as he was in the afternoon, but Alynia thought she was tired because of the entire day as a whole. Alynia took the blanket she was snuggled under and threw it over her husband as well so she could press her naked body against him, skin against skin. She curled up and snuggled against him cutely, entirely satisfied. Her head rested against his upper torso as his arm wandered aimlessly up and down her side, tracing along her curves.

Her light brown orbs blinked open at his question as she looked into the piercing violet of Oberron’s eyes with interest. She blushed and looked away at the eye contact. “I- I guess I wanted to give you something to remember me when I’m gone for the next few days…” she confessed softly. “And to make sure your mind doesn’t wander off to some nixie while I’m gone.” She pouted. Alynia tilted her head upward kissing him gently on the lips. “And because I love you. I love you very much” She told him shyly before kissing him again then burying her face into his chest once more.

It didn’t take too much time for Alynia to fall asleep; whether she wanted to or not it was undeniable her body needed regeneration. She fell asleep pressed against him. Her lips were innocently parted ever so slightly as her breathing was slow and relaxed. Even as she was sleeping, her fingers did not relent to remain intertwined with his as if she couldn’t bear to let go.

He too was exhausted but in true Oberron fashion he kept it hid as best a he could. His lips trailing against her creamy skin as his fingers rolled over her ass. On most days there would be playfup smacks but he didn't want to even hint at punishing her for a matter like this when she braved something that had been new to here.

No, Oberron did not wish to dissuade her any.

Her grib had been upon his hand and he tracked his thumb against the back of it casually, a smile on his soft features as he laid on his side to better face her. Still hard but sore he could feel some of his own juices rolling down his hardened shaft as he gazed at her.

He had always delighted in that closeness, while it was simply having her at his side as he walked through a glade or here now after they had joined together in such a luscious way that had left the both of them exhausted as the discharged themselves upon each other. Whether it was a marathon session or a quuickie had been alright with him. To think that they had never slowed down over the three years that they had been married.

Not at all, they had not slowed down and he had just loved being with her. It broke up the mundane too, the duties that he had been assigned to do being tossed to the sise as he looked for any excuse to spend with her.

Her breasts pressed against his chest as she pressed close to him his hand gently rubbing the side of her body now, tracing over the side, fingers trickiling against her ribs, one bone at a time as that hand rubbed slowly up, then down her body.

Violet eyes met her brown ones, and as much as she must have believed that his eyes were exotic hers were as well. Blue and green were the two primary shades of eye color amongst the fey and it was rare amongst them to possess brown eyes and even the those were among those of mixed lineage. The color seemed common amongst humans though.

Currently though he found himself peering into those eyes, his smile was still on his lips.

He smiled upon her, yes, she was his Goddess, evidenced by her staying close to him, that smile only deepening at her words. “Their are droughts that can take away aches and pains, that can deal with soreness too and I did not think you would mind to much.”

He conjured up a vibrant green potion. “This is effective, not the best though. The better stuff is in the treasury and the anti magid field their means that even I cannot access and at the moment I do not wish to brake away to get one … I could summon Corte to get one, Mezzo probably will not be believed by the guards there at all.” He presented her with the curative potion.

He kissed her back, enjoying the closeness of her body as she made that confession. “How could I forget you, Aly? I will be much to busy to frolick with nixies even if I were so inclined. The boring paperwork I have to deal with, the out break of disease to the South , trolls sighted in that region now so awhile you'll be having it easy for the next two or three days I'm going to be quite busy in dealin with other matters.” He expalined. “And as always I love you, Aly. Do hurry back though.”

He had considered waking her several times that night but let her rest, she needed it. Besides, she didn't have to leave at first light or anything so they'd be time in the morning. Oswald no doubt would be at the castle before she had to depart though it wouldn't surprise him if Oswald was at the castle extremely early though that was not to say that they had to leave the bed chamber first thing in the morning either.

Alynia had been fighting sleep now, the way his fingers ran gently along her soft skin was soothing. Her body relaxed at the way his hand trailed all over her exposed skin. But she wanted to stay awake, she wanted to talk to him. So when her eyes blinked open, an effort in the battle asleep, she immediatly met gazes with her husband. She blushed, at his smile. How did she truly adore those violet eyes of his.

"S-stop staring." She muttered shyly adverting her gaze from his. Even though her words spoke one thing, there was a hint of a smile of her lips as well. Alynia was doing a poor job of denying that she relished his attention. "No matter if you have the time or not, I would want to be selfish with you. I want you to be mine, and only mine." Alynia told him kissing and nibbling his neck playfully.

Alynia peered at the green liquid with interest put she turned it down gently. She found it slightly amusing that as she told him about any kind of pain, Oberron immediatly sought to heal her. If was sweet of him. "It's alright. I kind of like it when I hurt like this." She explained trying to find the correct words. "It reminds me how strong you are." She teased. "Every time I feel some sorenes, it reminds me of what you can do to me. What only you can do to me." She breathed out closing her eyes again resting her head against his chest.

They were so close, if she was quiet enough she could just barely hear his heart beat. It was to this steady sound, in addition to his wondering hand, Alynia fell asleep with her fingers laced between his.


Alynia's eyes blinked open as she slowly tried to wake her mind up. She had waken up still enwrapped in the loving arms of her husband, safe and warm. But her eyebrows furrowed in confusion. She had a dream, that she was sure of. And it was a nightmare too. But Alynia couldn't recall any bit of it. Her thoughts were interrupted as she noticed that Oberron was still asleep. That meant it must have been rather early in the morning. She blinked in surprise, a rather rare instance for he usually woke up first, but it was nice. His sleeping face so peaceful, handsome, vulnerable too. She smiled softly at the thought.

Alynia leaned foward, kissing him so gently on the cheek. She didnt want to wake him up, but she couldn't help herself in such a rare moment. Oh, there was so much she could do to him right now, all the possibilities of waking him up... But Alynia decided against it for he looked so blissfully relaxed it would be a crime to disrupt it.

Alynia carefully squirmed out of his grasp, which wasn't at all too tight in the first place, and slowly climbed out of bed. She sat up shivering at the rush of morning air against her naked skin. Her feet daintily touched to floor doing everything she could to be quiet. Slipping from the bed, she tiptoed across the room to the bathroom with the original plan to take a shower.

After giving the man in bed one last gentle smile, the door quietly clicked shut behind her. The sound of running water could be heard as Alynia aimed to rinse the evidence of last night's activities away.

Oberron grinned at her, his violet eyes taking her in.

“Can't be done I'm afraid. Your almost as potent as the compulsion in counting all those grains of salt. I could tell you how many strands of hair you have ...” he laughed, kidding right? Then again if he could see so well as to see a grain of salt and count that, well, why not hair too?

“Busy or not you know that I'd set aside anything for you. You're my highest priority and you already now hae doing paper work so I'd welcome the distraction.” He kissed her then, those magical lips of his tingling against her lips, not as tingling as it burned against her, not as arousing but this was given her state more than anything for Oberron realized she was tired and so he pulled back a little.

It had always been interesting, the dream within a dream to simulate what she would expect for being in such a place. Still, the powers of his mind had been considerable and he could easily do these things. Here, for instance she had felt the passage of three years while out their in the forests he encountered her in about fifteen minutes had elapses. Both she and Kim had rmained closeby, and while he expressed his true form in that realm he had no need to reveal his true nature just yet,

Eventually she would realize what he was, what he was doing if he had not told her before hand though something told him that she would not mind as much when that truth came to pass, when she had greater experience with her competitors she would come to relish this as a means of escape … at least that was what he had hoped. She had been his favorite after all and he would have hated to have found that she was ovely revolted by the truth and thus have to drop her from the list.

He could sense her mind and had a good idea from how it worked, and while he had nothing to really compare this too he thought he had enough to generate a sizeable impression. He would begin growing another node though in anticipation though

The potion vanished after he found out that she was certain though he grinned a little out of pride. Oberron ran a hand along the side of her body then kissed the crown of her head as she moved her head to his chest. “Imagine, you did say to be gentle tonight. Imagine if you hadn't?”

He swatted her rump playfully though the shot was stinging. Aftter he has stung her in such a fashion (and probably woke her fully for a few seconds at least) he began to rub and caress her backside.

Alynia kiss the cheek of her husband, his skin warm and inviting and while he stirred he had not waken as she slipped out of bed and showered.

When she was dond she found that her husband was still asleep and managed to dress herself. Doing up her hair was easy enough now that she had some practice with it. She could go through half a dozen styles in a minute instead of just settling on a style because she divested the time with it.

As she was fixing herself up there was a gentle knock on the door as if someone was checkin to see if anyone was awake rather than knocking loudl y with the intent of waking the king and queen up.