"What! Are you okay?" Aurelia was shocked; she couldn't stay calm when it came to her brother, especially since Arthas had sacrificed ten years of his life for this. Was the cost just for her to be with him again?
Perhaps this was just a way to prevent herself from feeling too burdened mentally? Once a woman has feelings for a man, she will always find excuses for him from different angles. Arthas picked Aurelia up and carried her to the bed, laying her down.
When his big hand pulled down her panties, Aurelia raised her hips to help Arthas remove them smoothly. An impatient Arthas craved a physical release; after the killing, there were always some negative emotions, and this was the best way to solve it.
"Ah!" Aurelia suddenly lifted her head, her fair, beautiful face flushed with a layer of red. Just after being wetly licked, Arthas couldn't wait to penetrate her; the sudden fullness of her small hole made her moan uncontrollably. This time she didn't suppress herself but gently moaned as her lovely legs wrapped around Arthas to cooperate.
"Ah!" Arthas couldn't help but let out a pleasurable groan; entering a woman's body again made him feel great.
Aurelia's slender figure was full of elasticity, with the youthful skin of a High Elf; being over a thousand years old was merely an adult woman in their terms, equivalent to someone in their twenties in human years, making the experience more exhilarating than with a mature woman.
Slap! After just over ten thrusts, once her small hole fully adapted to his size, Arthas began a frenzied assault without any rhythm or pattern, simply going in and out wildly.
Not long after, Aurelia reached climax, seemingly impatient, as Arthas battered into her, pleasurable liquid gushing forth like a fountain.
"Mmm!" Aurelia was pulled up, her hands supporting the wall. Arthas entered her from behind, whispering sweet nothings while licking her earlobe, maintaining the same force as he passionately thrust into her well-shaped backside, producing increasingly close sounds of their bodies colliding.
"Mmm... Oh, yes... Ah... Don't... say... that... oh... it's not... allowed... Ah... the elves... Ah... Ah... Silvermoon City... won't... agree... Ah... Arthas..."
Aurelia rolled her eyes, sweet saliva dripping from her red lips, forming strands of silver, her delicate body trembling as it spurted waves of fluid from deep within her womb, flooding against the large glans.
With her slit overflowing, sticky fluids pooled on the ground. "I'll find a way... Silvermoon City will agree to you... be my wife... Aurelia... be my... wife... I'll treasure you forever!" Arthas stopped his stormy thrusting, switching to a gentle rhythm, which left Aurelia feeling somewhat unsatisfied; she craved more friction, more pleasure.
"Mmm... Ah... Okay... Okay... faster... Ah... just as long as... you... can make... Silvermoon ... Ah... agree... I'll... Ah... marry you and... be your wife..." Aurelia herself didn't even know when she had fallen, but she spoke the truth; the romance between elves and humans was impossible.
Lifespan was a hurdle to overcome; watching a lover grow old and die, who could endure such pain? Furthermore, as a high elf ranger general, Aurelia couldn't just marry any human, even if he was the prince of Lordaeron, that would still be unlikely.
Hearing her response, Arthas excitedly began thrusting again, smacking against Aurelia's beautiful backside, watching the pale flesh turn red from his impact, and seeing the allure etched on her exquisite face—it was the look of a conquered prey!
"Aurelia, your little hole is so tight... it grips... are you enjoying this?"
"Mmm... Ah... yes... faster... Ah... just don't get... let it be... discovered..." Aurelia pleaded, not knowing if she was truly afraid to be found out or if she was terrified of falling for a fourteen-year-old boy, one who commanded, "Call me husband!"
Arthas's voice suddenly turned domineering, hands climbing up her curvy body, squeezing her soft flesh, kissing her lovely neck fiercely while his lower body continued to thrust hard, attempting to make her yield.
"Mmm... husband... hurry..." Aurelia didn't resist in this regard and easily let Arthas have his way. As long as her physical desires were satisfied, she felt no shyness. It's fair to say that women immersed in carnal desires behave this way; as long as they can experience pleasure, they will obediently do whatever is asked, without a hint of resistance!
"As you wish, my wife!" With a spirited heart, bursting with passion, he used his strength to lift Aurelia's full and firm backside, unexpectedly holding her up like a child, causing the startled Aurelia to cry out loudly, her slender and seductive body suspended in air as she tightly wrapped around his sturdy frame like an octopus.
Her smooth, pale arms clinging to Arthas's neck, her long legs instinctively coiling around his waist, her pelvis perched above his thick manhood, perfectly aligned, driving him deeper inside her.
As their lips met, Aurelia instinctively parted hers, extending her sultry tongue into Arthas's mouth. They tangled together, engaging in eager wet kisses, like a couple deeply in love, absorbing each other's essences and yearning for more.
Their smooth bodies undulating together, his thick rod thrusting in and out of her body, causing her sensitive labia to dance in response to the movements, mercilessly ravaging her tender womb.
Aurelia writhed in ecstasy, constantly twisting her slim waist, fidgeting as her ample breasts moved in waves, her nipples teasing against his strong chest, resembling a lustful beast.