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Reaching down, Ena began to undo his trousers.

She felt his eagerness grow as she undid each button, and the way he sucked on her tongue left her whimpering into his mouth.

Once they were undone, Ena rose up briefly on her knees so Ty could push his pants down his legs.

Then Ena moved the layers of her dress out of the way so nothing remained between them.

She could feel his cock throbbing with warmth under her sex.

It was hard and silky smooth. She slowly reached down with her hand to touch it and found it already slightly slick with her wetness, just from her sitting on it.

She swirled her thumb gently around the tip, and Ty hissed, tilting his head back in pleasure.

“Fuck, Ena, are you sure you’ve never done this before?”

Ena laughed seductively, loving the effect her touch had on him. “Well, I didn’t say I hadn’t done anything.”

Looking back at her, he also slid his hand between them. His warm thumb brushed over her clit, sending sparks of pleasure through her.

“Gaia,” Ena gasped. “That feels—” She couldn’t even finish her sentence as he gently rubbed her in tight circles. She could feel herself getting wetter and wetter as he watched her writhe on top of him. Her eyes drifted closed as she chased his movements.

“Are you ready for me, Ena?” he asked, his voice tight with desire.

“Gaia, yes,” she said breathlessly.

Opening her eyes, she looked down to see him grab the base of his cock. Lifting herself up on her knees and grabbing on to his shoulders, he lined himself at her entrance. They locked eyes, and Ena paused to take a deep breath before she slowly sank down onto his length.

Despite being more wet than she’d ever been in her life, the first inch was tight, and it stung. She squeezed her eyes shut and buried her face in his shoulder for a second.

“Are you okay?” he asked, as he cupped the back of her head. “Do you want me to stop?”

“No. I mean yes, I’m okay. Just stay still for a second.”

Taking a deep breath, Ena felt her body gradually adjust to the stretch. Slowly, slowly, she lowered herself the rest of the way onto him.

The feeling of fullness was new and intense. Despite the slight pain, it felt natural. It felt right . After giving herself another second to adjust, she looked back at Ty, and found his face enraptured.

“Fuck, Ena. I won’t move an inch if you don’t want me to, but you feel so amazing.”

Feeling braver at his praise, she slowly began to rock back and forth, testing the movement. The stinging started to dissipate, and she moved faster. Ty began to meet her movements slowly with his own thrusts, and when he did, his lower stomach began to rub against her clit in the most perfect way.

Moving faster, Ena felt her muscles tighten as her orgasm built.

Ty reached under her dress to grab her bare ass, pulling her flush with him for more friction.

Grabbing his shoulders tightly, she chased her pleasure, grinding on him as she got closer, closer.

Her eyes began to flutter closed as her head tilted back.

Grabbing her chin lightly, Ty forced her gaze back on him. His pupils were blown so wide, almost nothing of the green of his irises remained. He looked feral, and his voice was rough and desperate when he said, “Please, Ena, let me see you.”

Meeting his gaze, she let go and her orgasm broke, sending waves of pleasure through her body.

She let out a cry of ecstasy. “Fuck, Ty,” she almost sobbed, collapsing onto his shoulder as her muscles went lax.

The orgasm had loosened her even further and their bodies began to move faster together. Ty gripped her ass tighter and began to thrust harder, frantically, his controlled movements finally breaking into wild abandon.

“Iblis, Ena, I’m about to—” Ena felt Ty spill inside her with a groan, leaning his head against her neck.

They stayed like that for several minutes, limbs entangled, breathing heavily. There was a peace to it, a still contentment that was just as new as everything else had been.

Eventually, Ty lifted his head, pushing a strand of hair from Ena’s face, and he kissed her, gently, thoroughly. When he finally broke it, he asked, “Was that— I mean, are you—”

“I’m wonderful,” Ena replied, smiling at him.

He smiled back, looking even more gorgeous with his hair slightly disheveled and his skin damp with sweat. “Good,” he said.

Ena slowly slid off of him and stood up to fix her dress, while Ty fixed his own clothes.

As the high of what they’d just done drifted away, she didn’t know what to say.

She was simultaneously happier than she’d ever been, and had never been more scared in her life.

Everything they’d just shared had been…well, she was still processing how life-changing it felt.

It was better than she could have ever imagined.

But she knew what was coming next, and quiet dread filled her.

The sun was starting to lighten the sky, and she knew they should head back to the village.

Silently, she helped him pack up the blanket and food he’d brought.

Ty seemed lost in his thoughts, and Ena was unsure of what was going through his head.

But once everything was gathered into the blanket and they turned to walk back towards the village, Ty took her hand.

The firmness of his grip as his large hand enveloped hers steadied her.

Ena held on tightly, trying hard to not dwell on how in the world she could possibly say goodbye after everything that had just happened.

They walked quietly downriver, and along the path that led through the clearing.

The village was silent as a grave as they walked down the main path towards her house, everyone still sleeping as the sun began to crest the sky.

It wasn’t until they reached the garden gate outside Heran’s house that Ty pulled her to a stop.

“Ena, wait,” he said. Turning to face her, he reached out to hold both her hands. “I’ve been thinking, and I know we said we’d probably never see each other again, but what if I come back, next year?”

“Next year for Litha? You think you can?” Ena tried hard to hide her excitement, her desperation at the prospect of seeing him again, of not having to truly say goodbye to the only person who’d ever made her feel this way. But inside, her heart soared.

“I’ll make it so. This can’t be the end.”

Ty leaned down to kiss her, slowly, sweetly. She breathed in his stone and cedar scent, hoping it would fill her and never leave.

“I have to go. The sun is coming up and my uncles will be wondering where I am.” Ty cupped her cheek and pinned her with that intense gaze that seemed to see everything about her.

“Next year? You promise?” Ena asked.

“I promise,” Ty replied.

He let her go, and as she turned to walk into her house, she believed him.