"A-ah!"
Impossibly, he took her even harder, and soon Khero had both hands braced along the ground to keep herself balanced against his onslaught, her cries coming out loudly now to echo off the bathing room walls. Her own sounds surprised even her, who had always been quiet, but she was too far gone to care and could hardly help it right then, her body tensing and tightening with growing pleasure, her breath catching, her throat growing raw. She could tell she was going to be sore after this, but right then she welcomed every fierce thrust.
Until, finally, the sensations all built and intensified and she let out a gasped, "Elaros, I'm--!" that was cut off short by a whimpering moan--and powerful tremors that had her arms and legs shaking, along with the rest of her, as she struggled to stay upright in the throes of her release.