The Little Hawke and The Possessed Kossith(Post DA2 - Anansi n' Myself)

[Defiant.Anjeru]

Silah had to bite her lower lip to push back the whimper that built in her throat when he pulled his massive length from her canal, leaving her feeling suddenly very empty; it was short lived, as he sat back and pulled her onto his lap, thrusting his cock up into her this way. She leaned her head back and moaned lowly, this angle pushing him as deep as possible as her legs fell astride his thighs. For once she could be thankful for her tall frame, or she was sure she wouldn't be able to take this, much less survive it, or enjoy it as she was. Head fell slightly to the side, her hair falling over one shoulder, as he nibbled at her neck and ear, making her shiver deliciously as she used her free hand to brace it on his leg as she rose slightly only to slide herself back down along his massive erection. Hips rocked as she moaned, her body shuddering from the intense pleasure as he hit her deep again, and again. Maker, what had come over her, to be riding such a beast in the middle of the Wounded Coast? Her eyes fell shut as she gave herself to the sensations that were nearly driving her insane with pleasure; he had to be a pleasure demon, she was sure of it, but she had never even heard of male spirits of lust.

 

[Anansi]

He'd savored the feeling of her body to his how she pressed back against his every thrust. He felt her pulling him into her with each stroke. Her face when she thought he was done had looked almost disappointed. Her pleased moans upon returning confirmed it for him. He slowed his thrusts as he gazed off into the distance lost in the moment as he gave a soft groan. She was spread, facing the road with nothing covering her. If only people could see her, the viscount's only child atop a man she'd just met. She was now in control of their love making, she was raising herself and sliding back down whereas he pushed slightly to help her overcome the bit of friction.
He watched her backside flexing as his member disappeared into her only to reappear soon after. She'd gone from reluctant to lust addled leader. He gripped her hips and let her ride him eagerly though. "Mmm so my dear, I take it this is a preferred position" he chimed in. He was unsure if his words could even reach her considering the look of lustful stupor on her face. She had her eyes closed and rode him furiously, likely now fully automatic in her movements. He leaned in to turn her head suddenly and kiss her possessively. "Wake up darling."