That was apparently a good enough answer, because Dain stood with the speed of a striking snake, shoving me roughly into position and up against a tree, and maybe two seconds later I had his wing-hands on my thighs and a hand on my hips, and then the hard heat of his cock pressing up against my entrance. With a groan of pleasure, Dain pushed into me, sliding into me with a demanding need.

I didn't bother counting the barbells. I simply canted my hips back at him and let the sensation of Dain filling me drive out all other thoughts, the ridges and girth of him pressing into my body better than anything else I could have asked for. He answered me, grabbing my hips as he started fucking himself deeper into me, and then grabbing my shoulders, his powerful hips driving his thick shaft into my depths without mercy. I asked for no quarter and he gave me none, every stroke coiling the tension in me tighter and tighter, a growing pressure and heat building within me.

"Dain," I gasped out. He loved to hear his name while we were like this, and I loved to say it. "Oh, God, Dain."

Dain snarled, redoubling his pace so that I didn't even have the capacity for even that much speech, turning me into a moaning mess. One of his hands found my clit and started rubbing roughly against me, the pleasure as sharp and gleaming as the edge of a sword, meeting the growing wall of need inside of me with flaring heat. Everything fell away but that, the sensation of him inside of me and the drive of his fingers as he demanded from me all the things I wanted to give him.

It built, like a cresting wave, and then broke all at once, my whole body going tight with the clenching ecstasy, grabbing down around the man who claimed my pleasure. Dain let go alongside me, his cries of pleasure mixing with mine as the wet heat of his orgasm filled me. He fucked us through it with deep, powerful thrusts, then shoved himself to the hilt inside of me as he finished orgasming, his cock flexing against my walls as he panted from the pleasure.

I came down from it, my vision sparking, and closed down around him again as he moved, the grip of my body on his shaft sending a flash of pleasure through me.

He let out a low groan of pleasure, then dragged his hands down my body and pulled out of me. To my surprise, Dain then put a handkerchief in my hand, and started laughing when I made a baffled noise. "What, did you think I would go anywhere out here with you without having something to deal with spontaneous sex in the woods?"