Cassandra Starts Meditating

For nearly ten minutes, Alaric moved within Fiora, a slow, steady rhythm that built in intensity, drawing them both closer to the edge. Fiora's breath came in ragged gasps, her body slick with sweat, her senses overwhelmed by the sensations flooding her.

 

'It's… it's too much,' Fiora thought, her mind blurring, pleasure and a strange sort of delicious ache intertwining. 'I can't… I can't take much more.'

 

Just as she thought she might shatter from the intensity, a wave of pure, overwhelming pleasure crashed over her. Her body convulsed, her muscles clenching around Alaric's penis, her breath catching in a choked gasp.

 

"Alaric… Ahhh!" Fiora cried out, her voice breaking, her head arching back against the pillows, her body shuddering uncontrollably.