A Wolf's Howl, A Fairy's Wing

Rapidly thrusting upward, Erik continued digging out Elora's insides, hitting all the most pleasurable spots he'd discovered over their years together. The fairy's mind was reeling in response, a delirious smile on her face. Her limbs hung down uselessly as her body rested entirely on Erik's chest.

Even so, she never stopped using her own pelvic muscles to tease and wriggle around the intruder. And Erik felt it. Waves of pleasure were crashing against his willpower no less than they were with Elora. A frustrated growl escaped his throat, and Elora's eyes twinkled playfully.

So far, he'd never been able to truly dominate Elora.

They played these games, sure, but she never reached the point of total surrender. She always continued egging him on, hitting back at his attempts to make her lose her mind to pleasure with playful confidence.

To an uninformed observer, Erik looked in complete control—but nothing could be further from the truth. For one, Elora orchestrated this situation herself, but she also had an easy path to victory. Despite Erik's extreme refractory period, he'd already cum twice in a short period of time, while Elora was still fresh.

There was a limit to everything, even to Erik's third-rank sexual stamina. Elora simply had to hit it. As an Arcanist, Elora's stamina might not be as high as his, but nature was on her side—after all, a woman could orgasm far more often than a man before being unable to continue.

All she had to do was trade orgasm for orgasm with him, and he'd never be able to truly defeat her.

A strained, yet playful voice entered Erik's mind through his bond with Elora. "Want to… make a bet… my love…?" Her mental voice was largely unaffected by the massive rod pistoning her physical body, but not entirely.

"Standard wager…?" he growled back at her, his voice also not going unaffected. "It's been a while… since we did… one of those… Also, you've… never won one… related to sex…!"

"First time… for everything…!" she answered back cheekily. "Besides, we've… never bet on… complete surrender before…!"

"Fine! You're on!" he growled. He didn't particularly care about the bet itself. He just wanted to win!

Unfortunately, his first orgasm was already approaching. Elora's efforts were too effective. Fortunately, so were his.

"Cum for me," he growled a command into her ear, and Elora responded. With a wide grin on her luscious lips, her body started to spasm. A massive orgasm rocked her body, but no sound escaped her throat, which was still being squeezed shut by Erik.

Yet, the extreme squeezing Erik experienced because of this also drove him over the edge. With a growl and a quick movement, he pulled out of Elora's gushing snatch, released her throat, and slipped out from under her body.

As the orgasm continued to rock her body, Elora suddenly also found her ability to breathe returned to her, and she did so with wide, hazy eyes and gulping breaths. Yet, it didn't last long, as her mouth and throat were instantly stuffed with Erik's cock.

"Drink it, my slutty little Ember!" he commanded, grinning as he looked down at her messy expression and grabbed a handful of her soft, crimson hair. Of course, he didn't actually leave her any choice as his first load started pumping straight into her stomach.

Elora moaned and trembled as his modified fluids and powerful pheromones sent her mind into a haze. It was times like these that she both regretted and celebrated the changes she'd made to Erik's biochemistry. As a powerful aphrodisiac that brought not only pleasure but also increased sensitivity, it was a dangerous prospect for her right now.

And yet, there was nothing she could do… which she loved. Regardless of anything else, her favourite type of sex truly was to be dominated by Erik's brute strength.

As his cum flowed down her gullet like a waterfall, she looked up at him with twinkling emerald eyes filled with playful defiance.

Seeing the look in her eyes, Erik smirked strangely, and he had a thought that surprised him. "You know… I never used to want you to surrender when we were playing these games… but you might be changing my mind on that."

On his last word, he was also finished cumming. With a slurping sound, he pulled his cock out of her throat, but held on to her hair, keeping her in place.

Elora panted heavily and her body hung limply from Erik's grip on her crimson locks, but her wide grin remained. "That's good…!" she answered cheekily. "I want you… to want that…!"

Erik's eyes narrowed, and they stared at each other for a moment. "I love you," he suddenly told her with surprising seriousness.

Even Elora was caught off guard by his sudden statement. They'd said these words many times to each other over the years, but the moment seemed a little surprising to her.

Still, after a moment of surprise, she giggled happily, even as her body still hung from her hair, with cum and spit streaking down her cheek. "Hehe, I love you too, dummy! Now ravage me!"

Narrowing his eyes, Erik grinned. "As the lady wishes!"

Without another word, he used his grip on her hair to roughly toss her body at the bath's edge, before instantly jumping after her. When Elora yelped and grabbed the edge of the bath, she unintentionally presented her ass for him, and Erik quickly took advantage.

Having already returned to full mast, he instantly inserted himself in her sopping pussy again.

"AAaahhnnnn," Elora howled and trembled from the insertion. Her recent orgasm, as well as the drinkable meal Erik provided her, had made her extremely sensitive, to the point where she couldn't even hold in her own moans.

With no reason to be gentle, Erik instantly started pistoning with extreme precision. At the same time, he once again grabbed a handful of Elora's hair to pull her body up. With her beautiful, narrow waist arched, he could hit new spots inside her and capitalize on her current sensitivity.

""F— Fuck!" Elora cursed with wide eyes. She could already feel her second orgasm approaching, but she'd barely had any time to work on Erik's cock. Still, she was used to this much. Gritting her teeth, she suppressed her own rising pleasure to work on Erik's cock instead. Technically, she wanted him to win, but only if she did everything she could to make him lose first.

"F— Fuck me, Erik…!" she purred in a hoarse, trembling voice. "Fuck me unnnntill I can't stand anymore! Make me surrender! T— Turn me into a bumbling mess! I want it! I want to surrender to you!"

"Shut up!" Erik growled and spanked her ass. Elora's words were driving up his pleasure—but that was exactly her plan.

His spank made her moan, but a victorious grin spread on her lips. She was far from done…

***

Their tug of war continued for several hours, with many an orgasm on either side, but in the end, a conclusion was reached…