And Elowen's moans turned into a continuous cry.
"I'm. I'm. Ahhh. Ethan. Please, don't. Don't stooop!"
Her muscles contracted, and her legs clenched, and her hands fisted the blankets.
"God, Ethan. Yes, yes, ohh fuck, yes," she panted, her voice ragged, her breathing harsh.
"Keep going. Don't stop. Don't ever fucking stop."
Her head fell forward.
Her shoulders dropped.
Her hands clenched, the blankets bunching under her palms.
And she screamed, the sound muffled by the bed.
"Yessss, yes, yesss!"
Ethan didn't falter.
Kept fucking her.
Pushing.
Taking.
Using her.
Fucking her.
Driving himself into her.
Over and over.
Her moans and cries never stopped.
Her voice became a low, keening whine, and her hips bucked, and her entire body stiffened.
"Ahhh, oh, ah, ahh, fuck!"
She collapsed, her body twitching.
Sweat dripped down her neck.
She shivered, her skin covered in goosebumps, the hairs standing on end.
And Ethan didn't pause.
His dick didn't slow.
