Gon stood at the edge of the bed, his breath still ragged from their earlier exertion, his rod half-hard and glistening in the dim light of the bare room
Elowen lay sprawled before him, her slim body flushed and trembling, her dark hair fanned out across the rough blanket
The air hung heavy with the scent of sweat and sex, the high window casting a faint, silvery glow across her skin
He studied her for a moment, the curve of her hips, the slight quiver in her thighs, and a smirk tugged at his lips
"Lay on your stomach," he told her, his voice low and commanding, roughened by desire
Elowen complied, her movements slow and deliberate as she rolled over, her breasts pressed into the mattress, her arms tucked beneath her
She settled onto her stomach, her legs stretched out, her tight, rounded ass lifted slightly as she adjusted
Gon's eyes lingered on her, the way her skin glowed faintly in the fading light, and he stepped forward, his hand reared back
