Both Eragon and Saphira deeply enjoyed this new position; Saphira was moaning, gasping softly, and panting softly in pure pleasure, as well was Eragon.
Eventually, Eragon could feel himself getting close, and communicated this with Saphira.
"Saphira, I'm getting c...close," Eragon gasped.
"Well, then, maybe I should 'slow down'," Saphira said in a naughty tone, emphasizing the words "slow" and "down."
"I like that idea," Eragon said eagerly.
Saphira gave a low rumble, which Eragon guessed was her way of chuckling, and slowly began to lower herself all the way down to Eragon's hilt, pressed down against his body ever so lightly, and slowly began to raise herself up Eragon's shaft, and repeated the process while still keeping the same speed. This process caused Eragon and Saphira to both moan and cry out in pleasure.
The two lovers stayed like this for what seemed like hours until Saphira felt herself getting close. So, without warning, she began to speed up again while still pressing all the way down to Eragon's hilt.
Then, Eragon squeezed his eyes shut in pleasure and called out Saphira's name as he sprayed his seed, coating her insides with the stuff for the second time that day.
At the same time, Saphira let loose a mighty roar as she orgasmed, covering Eragon's shaft, and whatever else she could reach with her sweet nectar.
Saphira got off of Eragon, and laid down on her side, her opening just barely out of view.
"That was incredible," she breathed happily.
"Indeed it was," Eragon complied, "We have to try that position again sometime."
"That's a good idea," Saphira said, "I think it's one of my favourite positions."
"Mine too," Eragon said.
Saphira smiled at Eragon. "I love you, little one," she cooed.
Eragon smiled back. "I love you two, Saphira," he cooed back. He stood up, grabbed his clothes, and motioned Saphira to follow him to the hot spring, where they cleaned themselves off. Eragon then put his clothes back on, and snuggled up against Saphira.
Eragon waited for Saphira to just being drifting off to sleep before slowly scooting down to Saphira's opening. He then started to massage the skin around Saphira's sweet opening, which earned him a playful scold from its owner.
"What are you doing?" she asked, although she already knew the answer.
"Oh, you know how much I love your body," Eragon replied back playfully.
"We both know how much I love it when you massage me, but I'm tired. We'll do that in the morning," Saphira yawned.
"Oh all right," Eragon said pseudo-disappointedly.
Saphira grinned, for she knew Eragon's intentions. Oh well, there's always tomorrow, she thought. She gave a small shiver of delight when Eragon laid his head against her opening; he had not moved when Saphira told him she was too tired for any more activities. She closed her eyes and went to sleep.
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