19. Mazituz

NINETEEN

Ifeel… something.

I feel… incredible.

Being with Camille the way I just was makes me so happy. I"m happy and content. I"ve never experienced something so good.

I pick her up. Her body is sated, and she clings to me weakly.

"My legs feel like jelly." She laughs.

I"m not sure what she means, but I smile down at her, knowing she is as content as I am. I walk with her in my arms to the hot springs. I will wash her and she"ll relax there.

The water is steaming when we get to that part of the cavern. I place her down gently at the edge of the water and she runs a hand over the surface.

"Oh, it"s so hot," she says delightedly.

Slowly, carefully, she lowers herself into its heated depths and moans as the water engulfs her. I climb in behind her. My hands find the knots in her shoulders and I massage them out.

Every touch makes my member harden again. Before long, it"s at full attention. I know she can feel it pressed into her back. She turns and straddles me, her mouth claiming mine once again.

The water is hot enough that her beautiful, creamy skin takes on a pink hue. It does nothing to my gray exterior. Her hand comes down and begins massaging my member. The pleasure I derive from that is as incredible as before.

I embrace the intoxicating sensation of pleasure that courses through my body as Camille"s touch becomes more fervent. The hot spring"s steam envelops us, creating an ethereal atmosphere that heightens the intensity of our connection.

Lost in the moment, I am consumed by an overwhelming desire to reciprocate the pleasure she has bestowed upon me.

Closing the distance between our bodies, I run my hands along her supple curves, savoring the warmth of her skin against my fingertips. Our lips meld in a passionate dance, tongues intertwining as our desires merge into one. The water cascades around us, accentuating each sensual movement and igniting a fire within.

As our bodies move together, I revel in the contrast between our physical appearances. Her radiance against my own pallid complexion creates a mesmerizing visual harmony. The rhythmic motion of her hips against mine fuels a primal hunger that stirs something deep within me.

With each stroke of her hand, pleasure surges through me, electrifying every fiber of my being. My breath becomes ragged, matching the intensity of our shared ecstasy. The hot spring"s waters seem to mirror our passion, its steam rising in time with our escalating desire.

Camille"s body arches against mine, her soft moans mingling with the sweltering air around us. I hold her tightly, our bodies moving together in a dance of unbridled passion. The heat of the water intensifies the sensations coursing through us, heightening each touch, each kiss.

Lost in the depths of our desire, there is only Camille and me, consumed by a hunger that knows no boundaries. With every stroke and every gasp, we delve deeper into the realm of absolute bliss.

I feel a surge of overwhelming tenderness toward Camille. At this moment, I realize what we have is more than just physical desire. It is a profound and unbreakable bond.

As our bodies entwine, I feel her heart pulsating in time with mine. Our souls merge, and with every passing second, I become more certain we were meant to find each other in this vast and chaotic world. The steamy air envelops us, cocooning us in its embrace as if to affirm the sanctity of our union.

Camille"s moans become more urgent, her fingers gripping my skin with a fervor matched only by my own. The intensity builds, reaching an apex where rapture intertwines with bliss.

I spread her legs a little further and probe her entrance with my member. I want to be inside her now.

I guide myself into her, slowly, savoring each inch that disappears within the depths of her warmth. Camille gasps, her nails digging into my back as she adjusts to the intrusion. I hold still, allowing her to acclimate to the fullness of our connection.

With a nod from her, I begin to move. Our bodies slide in harmony, driving us both toward an intoxicating precipice. The water surrounding us undulates with our passionate dance, a liquid symphony that mirrors the crescendo building within us.

The air becomes charged with electricity as our movements grow more fervent. Pleasure courses through every nerve ending, intertwining with the raw intensity of our love. Time ceases to exist as we surrender ourselves completely to the ecstasy pulsing through our veins.

Camille"s moans echo through the cavern, mingling with the sounds of water cascading and spray flying around us. Her body arches against mine. I oblige, burying myself deeper within her, feeling her walls clench around me in response.

Our bodies move with an urgency fueled by an insatiable hunger. Camille"s moans grow louder, mingling with my own ragged breaths. Her body tenses beneath me, signaling her ascent toward ecstasy. I hold her close, my hands gripping her hips as I take her to the edge of pleasure and beyond.

As the tension builds within her, her walls tighten around me, urging me on. With an instinctual understanding, I pick up the pace, driving deeper into her with each thrust.

Camille"s body trembles beneath mine, her nails leaving marks on my back as she clings to me. I feel her release building, pleasure crashing through her with increasing intensity. I increase my pace, driving her closer to her climax.

And then, it happens. Camille"s body tenses, her back arching in a deliciously agonizing display of pleasure. A guttural moan escapes her lips as her orgasm washes over her, sending shockwaves of ecstasy coursing through every fiber of her being. I continue to move within her, prolonging her release for as long as possible.

As she rides the pleasure, I am overcome with a surge of possessiveness and protectiveness. I want to be the one responsible for bringing her such exquisite joy, for unraveling every inhibition and leaving her breathless in the wake of our passion.

As Camille"s body slowly descends from the pinnacle of her pleasure, I continue to move within her, savoring the exquisite intimacy that lingers between us. I reach my own release a moment later. My growl of pure satisfaction echoes throughout the cavern wall and she collapses in my arms.

As I withdraw from her body, I cradle Camille in my arms, holding her close as we catch our breaths. The air is thick with a heady mix of desire and contentment, a testament to the intensity of what we have just shared.