Warning: Mature Content Ahead!
Darien lays Heidi down gently on the thick furs covering the bed, the soft pelts brushing against her bare skin like a lover's caress. Heidi exhales, the primal scent of the furs grounding her even as her mind remains a whirlwind of the day's grief and glory.
The candles flicker, casting golden light over their sweat-glistened bodies, but the fire in his eyes burns hotter. He climbs onto the mattress after her, his muscles flexing as he positions himself on his back, his cock already hardening again, standing thick and veined against his abdomen. Pre-cum beads at the tip, glistening in the low light.
Heidi straddles his hips without hesitation, her thighs parting wide to settle over him. She grips the base of his shaft, feeling it throb in her hand. He is so solid, so real, she thinks, anchored by the sheer weight of him.
"I need you inside me again," she whispers, her voice husky with renewed desire.
