Oh god, when he moved to thrust inside her deeper than he had just seconds earlier, she completely lost it, gripping the long blades of grass between nimble fingers and tugging at it as she screamed his name into the open air of the countryside and came around him with a violent shudder. Elena almost fell forward from how powerfully her release hit her, but she caught herself and almost bonelessly moved back against him in a slow pace, tiny whimpers emerging from her lips as she did. How the hell could he rock her so hard in a dream? He really was talented in every sense of the word.
Elena opened her mouth wide in a silent little moan, the noise catching in her throat when she finished. She dug short nails into his flesh absently and moved her hips against him, smearing her juices over his skin. When the aftershocks left her body, she stilled, looking content in her sleep, a soft, barely there smile gracing her lips.