“What?”
“The talking part. I think I could come just from you whispering things in my ear,” Arwen replied.
Iro licked her earlobe again and said, “Oh, that’ll be a fun experiment one day, but not this day.” She rolled her hips again. “So, tell me, sweet Arwen… Do you want everything at once, or should I start by making you come with only my hips while I kiss you and whisper in your ear?”
“That one; the hips thing.”
Iro smiled to herself before she reached between them and spread her lower lips.
“Oh,” Arwen let out.
“Yes, like this,” Iro said and spread Arwen as well before lowering herself until they were touching.
“Fuck. You’re wet.”
“I love when you curse,” Iro told her. “And you feel so good. So hot. So wet.”
“Soaked is the… word you’re… looking for.”
“Good.” Iro rocked then. “How’s this?”
“So good,” Arwen replied, cupping Iro’s ass. “You can go harder.”
“Harder?”
“Yes. I’ve wanted you since I first saw you, Iro. Harder. Faster. Anything… I need you, baby.”
Iro rocked only a little harder, unsure how much Arwen could really take, given her non-human strength. She kissed Arwen until Arwen needed to breathe and then returned her lips to Arwen’s neck. When she breathed her in and smelled her blood, as well as her sweet scent mixed with soap, Iro’s fangs didn’t even attempt to emerge. She would never hurt her. She’d known that before, but being this close to Arwen, about to make her come, which was always going to be a test, Iro knew now more than she knew anything else in the world that she would never do anything to hurt this woman.
“Oh, God!” Arwen cried out.
Iro refocused and realized that she’d been rocking probably a little too hard because she’d been so close to coming, so she softened a little.
“No. Don’t stop!”
“You’re sure?” she asked. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
“I’m fine. I’m coming!”
Iro growled, knowing it likely made her sound like an animal who couldn’t control herself, but she didn’t care. She listened to Arwen’s soaring heartbeat and heard the blood pumping harder and faster inside her body. She felt Arwen’s clit grow hard against her own, swell with pleasure, and she couldn’t believe it felt this good. It hadn’t felt this good in her many lifetimes, and Iro came. She came as she rocked faster against Arwen, and Arwen held on to her.
“Yes. Come, Iro. Come, baby,” Arwen encouraged.
Hearing Arwen tell her to come made it all the better still, and when Iro’s body finally stopped its convulsions, she collapsed on top of Arwen, who held her closer.
“God, that was so good,” Arwen said, running her hands up and down Iro’s back.
“You’re sure I didn’t hurt you?”
“What? No. That was the best orgasm I’ve ever had in my life. But God, Iro, you’re so damn strong. I can feel your muscles surrounding me right now, and I never want to move. You feel so good.”
“So do you,” Iro said as she caught her breath. “And I still want more of you.”
She lifted herself.
“More? Now?” Arwen asked with a lifted eyebrow.
Iro nodded, looking down at her seriously.
