It lasted almost two weeks.
The rumbling finally returned, but she called out to him the day before it grew into insanity.
“Ab?”
One milky eye opened from where he was wrapped around her protectively, (Yes, my love?)
Sarisin rubbed her cheek against his chest, enjoying the smell and touch.
“You are close, aren't you?”
He nodded slowly, sadness in his thoughts, (Yes, though I wish it wasn't so.)
Her voice became a whisper as she twisted slightly.
“I want you to be gentle.”
(I always am.)
“No, I want something else. I want you to love me until the very end. No biting, I don't think I could take another one. Even though… it doesn't hurt, one more is the end.”
He stroked her head, (What then?)
“You said you had hotter pools. You can swim in them, right?”
(Yes, heat doesn't bother me.)
“Take me there? Please?”
He hesitated, but lifted her up. Unable to stop him, she smiled and leaned against him as he cradled her torso and drew her over to a steaming pool. Along one edge was the bones of Narrar. The edges of the pool were boiling from the earthen heat.
(This is the boiling pool.)
She sniffed at the tears and smile, “Please end it. Make love to me one more time.”
(Are… are you sure?)
“Please? There is no rescue and I don't want to suffer one last bite.”
Before he answered, she could feel his cock already growing. Biting her lips, she stared into her eyes and tried to twist to it. After a second, he changed his grip and positioned her gaping sex over the tip of his member. She smiled, letting the tears drip down her face.
“One more time.”
Ab entered her, soft and smoothly. Her body, adjusted to his immense girth and length, slipped down with a long sigh of pleasure. His hands stroked against her sides, holding her one breast and the smooth surface of her missing one as he lifted and plunged her on his shaft. Soon, she was moaning as he used her, thrusting her body on his cock with hard thrusts. Every thrust sent more bolts of ecstasy through her until she was once again whimpering with pleasure.
“Now… now… now!”
To her surprise, she saw a tear form in his eye. Dark colored, it grew along the bottom edge as he stepped into the water. Wet heat surrounded her from the steam. On his face, the tear started to trail down his cheek as he lowered himself into the heated water.
At the first touch of the boiling water against her skin, she jumped and shrieked. It was hot, hotter than she expected and burning pain. But, when he started to pull out, she shook her head violently.
“No! Please… please end this.”
He nodded, the tear splashing down from his cheek to her face. She felt her own tears mixing with his as he lowered her into the boiling water, his cock thrusting up and into her, driving with thrusts that seemed to flay the skin from her body. She cried out, feeling the pleasures fighting with the pain of being boiled alive.
Her world slowly became his cock, of being his. Her panting came quickly, ripping from her throat as she found it hard to breath. He drove into her, a meat spit that filled her and took over her world. If she had arms, she would have wrapped them around him, but she couldn't. Instead, she just stared into his eyes as another tear dripped from his face. It splashed against her sweaty forehead and trailed down. Caressing her lip, she got the first taste of the salty tear before she felt the first orgasm exploding inside her.
Straining for the pleasure, she whimpered as it struck, taking over her senses as she felt his thoughts filling her with the sensations of love that she realized she also felt. Her body spasmed against his cock, driving it further until it it finally burst inside her.
Sarisin gasped as the orgasm went on and on and on…