The leader was left in awe by the way Lorelei moved. She was bold, yet still had her sweet shy tendencies that made him want her even more. It made desire road within his body and he was torn between wanting to hurry up and have his way, or take his time and enjoy the way she performed. As she looked down to him he continued to gaze at her as if she were a siren singing her song. When her hand touched him he held back a shiver as he clenched his fist beneath him, and moved his other hand away so she could adjust herself. The moment she finally guided him into her he sighed and dropped his head back, breathing slow and heavy through his nose to control himself. The rolling of her hips made him as eager as a teenage boy and soon he began to move his against her.

It was all perfect, agonizing bliss while he had his eyes closed. Once he opened them and looked to her he noticed her distant expression and knitted his brows, still trying to steady his breath. He then sat up and wrapped one arm around her waist while the other helped keep him propped up. He looked her body over, then looked to her face as his hips moved more swiftly against hers but still did not buck like some untrained stallion. For a moment he simply gazed at her face, then leaned in and kissed her as a long time lover would; tender and soft but the flame still roaring strong.

What if she was doing it wrong? She wasn’t sure what was right or wrong, so she could be doing miserably at the moment and not have a clue. All she was doing was letting her body flow with what it wanted to do, but since she had no experience that could be the wrong decision. She had apparently done well so far, but now that the actual act was being performed it was like all her courage shrunk inside of her and hid. Did he enjoy it? Was he just amusing her? Did he prefer it his way? Maybe if she looked at his face she would know but suddenly she was too afraid too. So much for being a J’nanin woman, it was fine when she was merely seducing him but now her nerves hit her tenfold. She wanted to please him, she wanted him to enjoy her.

When he sat up she gasped and her eyes went straight to his face, her hands sliding around his neck and gripping at his skin. She waited for him to push her down and for him to be above, but instead they stayed in that position, both their hips moving together. She dropped her gaze for a moment before looking into his eyes and keeping her gaze there, sighing in pleasure as their lips met and the intensity of the kiss. There was emotion there, emotion that had not been there for a while now but suddenly it was. She pressed her cheek against his and panted, feeling something building in her that made her hips move quicker as if they were trying to reach something. Sweat beaded her skin and her hair stuck to her flesh and her body felt so hot she felt she’d incinerate. After some time she heard sound, moans and whimpers and realized they were coming from her own lips. She didn’t know it could be like this…she had no idea. Her first experiences with sex with him had made her think the whole thing was horrifying and wondered why anyone would ever want it, but now? Now she understood. It felt good, it felt amazing and she felt so in sync with him.

Then suddenly the pleasure peaked and she released, a surprised sound gasping from her as her hands gripped his skin. She had never had a release before, she really had no idea what she had just felt. She closed her eyes, breathing harshly and rested her forehead against his shoulder, her body trembling “Noel” She whispered his name affectionately, nuzzling his skin.

Once ontop of Noel there was really nothing Lorelei could do that was wrong. When she put her hand on him and stroked him she came closer and closer to being absolutely perfect. She had no flaws, no imperfections. There was absolutely nothing wrong with her or the way she was touching him and he was loving every minute of it.

His hips rolled passionately against hers. His hand gripped her closer, nearly pushing her down into him as he gripped her skin. The leader breathed heavily, sweat gently glistening on his body as he groaned. The sounds she made in his ear made him move his hips harder against her, trying not to pant like the desperate dog he felt like. He wanted her. He wanted to have her completely, and yet he felt like he could not get enough in this very moment. His heart raced in his chest as he could sense and feel her coming closer to her end and he waited eagerly for it and strived to hold his own back.

When she finally did release he leaned back just enough to watch her. The surprised expression on her face, the sounds she made, and the way her body gripped him was absolutely intoxicating. His own climax came quickly, even before her own was done and he couldn’t help but buck his hips and press himself as deeply into her as he could and a ragged groan escaped him. For a few moments after his hips rolled, but he soon stopped and laid back, pulling her down with him without pulling out of her. “Lorelei,” The name was said in a deep, satisfied tone as he touched her face and kissed the top of her head.

Even when Noel’s hips moved more desperate against hers, she did not become frightened or reserved but found her body trying to match his movements. It wasn’t exactly gentle but it was not brutish, it was somewhere in-between, a passion she could not find a name for but that her body enjoyed. The pleasure that gripped her when she released was a feeling she wished to feel over and over again, but it seemed to come so quickly and leave just as quick. Her muscles after felt tender and weak, but somehow it was a feeling of satisfaction to feel that way. She groaned when he bucked into her, her hands sliding down his back and to his chest before he laid back against the bed.

When he said her name she smiled to herself, closing her eyes and feeling the pride of a wife who had truly pleased her husband. She looked to him when he touched her face, smiling lovingly and leaning into his hands. She then trailed gentle kissed across his chest before nuzzling her body against his, tucking her head under his chin and letting out a long sigh.

Satisfaction was written across Noel’s face clear as day. Out in public he was such a stoic, serious man, but day by day he was beginning to show more emotion on his expression only when around Lorelei. Sometimes Israel may have gotten a glimpse, but it was mostly because she was always around and was bound to see something sooner or later. Still, the emotion was for Lorelei alone.

His hands trailed down her delicate skin and he held her close. As his heart slowed back to a normal pace he knew he should have been tired, but it had been so long since they had been together and he still had energy from the hunt. For a few moments he laid still, swirling designs on her skin and kissing her shoulders to cool his body but soon he would be ready for more and more again, and only then would he sleep until the break of noon the next day.