And yes, Mae was likely going to be a bit sore after this. It was nowhere near going to be like when he paddled her bum until it was red and too sore to sit on properly. Not that that didn't sound very appealing right now, this was just neither the time nor place for drawn out sex games.
Cathair actually wasn't keen to the idea of someone walking in on them. Especially with the weapons strewn about the room. He didn't want to even attempt to explain that away. All the more reason for this to be quick.
Maeve's teeth on his collar was certainly helping him along. The sharp tang of pleasure-pain made him grip her hips bruisingly hard as he groaned loudly against her throat. He could feel her tightening and heating, getting slicker around him. That just spurred him on more, making him fuck her harder and faster.
Yes, she was going likely going to be sore. Not that he'd expect she'd complain. Especially as hard as she clamped down on him as she screamed and came. Fuck, that was too much. Cath managed a few more thrusts before his balls tightened painfully and he couldn't fight his own orgasm any longer. He hilted himself fully, letting out a loud cry of his own as his seed started.