634 The Faster Pace**
Gilas couldn’t help but chuckle as he saw his mate’s confused expression hovering just over him. He almost wanted to grab her and take control, but he could tell that she was doing everything she could just to ensure that he wouldn’t tire himself out while they did their thing. Also…
“I don’t think he did,” he chuckled back, her breaths mixing with his as their lips remained inches apart. “Still, would it even matter?”
“It does since I don’t want to tire you out,” Clara frowned before leaning in to give him a kiss anyway. She moaned into his lips, her gentle hands caressing his body before she parted from him slightly. “If kissing like this doesn’t work, then I’d like for us to get to the fvcking part. We can always just kiss while we do it anyway.”
He let out a teasing chuckle. “You really have to word it like that?”
“Lovemaking is too long, you know,” Clara shrugged, her blush intensifying even as she ran her hands all over his frame. “And I’m pretty sure we’re past that lovey-dovey stuff.”
Before he could even tease Clara further, Gilas let out a groan as Clara took his shaft into her eager slit. Her inner folds parted for him just as easily as they’d always done for him, her moans sounding like music to his ears even as she remained in control of the situation.
“T-There…” she giggled, gently swaying her hips as if testing out a new ride. “I’m pretty sure they meant something like this…”
Gilas let out a smirk even as Clara began slowly grinding her hips against his, her movements deliberate and purposeful as she made sure that their pace would never go beyond what she thought was far too rough for his current state. Still, while he appreciated her care, he couldn’t help but grit his teeth as he fought the urge to turn the tables on her.
Somewhere, a part of him didn’t care that he might pass out after he did it. So long as he fulfilled her desires, he was more than fine with it.
“Y-You do know that we’ll never get past that lovey-dovey stuff, right?” Gilas teased even as he grunted from the pleasure he was feeling from her tight folds. “U-Ugh… you’re so tight…”
“N-No, I don’t want to think that,” Clara halfway moaned out, her lips slowly trailing across his body as she had her way with him. “I-I’d like to think… we’d get comfortable enough with each other… to go beyond that stuff…”
Gilas felt his hands clam up as he reached for Clara’s hips. She was going so agonizingly slow that he couldn’t help but want to take control.
“A-Ahh… Gilas?”
Making Clara fall onto his chest, Gilas gave her a kiss as he began to up the pace all on his own. Of course, the pace that he set was still far from their usual fare, but it was still faster than whatever agony Clara was subjected to the both of them. It was clear that she also enjoyed the faster pace, what with her walls instantly tightening the moment he took control.
“Y-You stop that,” Clara moaned into his mouth.
“I’m just helping you along,” Gilas mumbled into her lips, his other hand now playing with her breasts as he completely took over. “This is still slower than usual…”
It was painfully obvious too. Already, he could feel his peak rapidly approaching despite them only having just started. It would seem that his sickness had truly affected his stamina, no matter how much he tried to deny it.
“I-I’m close…” he grunted into her ear as he nibbled into her earlobes.
Clara only moaned in reply. Knowing that she might not be close yet, Gilas intensified his hands’ movements, using his extensive knowledge of her weak spots to rapidly get her to his level. Rubbing her clit with one hand, he fondled her breasts with the other, all while slowing down his hips in an effort to prolong the inevitable.
“A-Ahh… That’s- I-I’m close too,” Clara slowly moaned out.
Hearing her, Gilas grunted as he promptly let himself go, his cock exploding within Clara as he pumped her full of his seed. Likewise, his mate reached her peak alongside him. They held each other close, their hips gyrating ever so slowly as they rode out their respective orgasms. And somehow, throughout it all, he felt a faint energy coming through Clara’s mark on his shoulder.
“S-So… did it work?” Clara panted.
Gilas quickly went into his mind’s eye, searching for any sign that his connection with Ham had been fully restored.
[Ham? Are you there?]
[…here…. fine….]
His eyes widened in cheer. [Is that you, Ham?!]
A beat passed as Gilas waited for a response. Eventually, another faint response came back to him.
[…stop…. worrying…]
Gilas couldn’t help but chuckle in relief as he hugged Clara’s sweaty body beside her. Ham was alright. He was clearly still weak, but he was there!
“II take it you managed to talk to him?”
“He’s still in me,” Gilas happily nodded. “Our connection isn’t stable yet, but it’s a good sign.”
“I’m glad then,” Clara hummed by his side as she ran a finger over his bare chest. “Still, that just means that we can fix it by having another session.”
Gilas gave Clara a pointed stare as he scoffed, “Didn’t you just say earlier that I shouldn’t strain myself?”
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Gilas couldn’t help but feel his heart hammer at the face Clara was giving him. She was clearly not yet satisfied, but could he blame her? He did kind of spoil her whenever they made love, constantly pounding into her until she either passed out or gave up resisting.
In a sense, he had created a woman with endurance, one that he was in no state to keep up with at the moment.
“Don’t worry, I’ll make sure we savor the moment,” Clara reassured him as she climbed on top of him once more. “I need to give you as much energy as I can muster, after all.”
Still, Gilas didn’t really mind it. Really, he didn’t care if he passed out now. So long as Clara was satisfied, then he was more than happy to oblige.