Gabriel loved women for a lot of reasons, and their bodies were a significant one. All that softness and curviness and that intrinsic energy they all carried. He was by no means judgemental about people’s preferences, but Gabriel honestly couldn’t understand how any man could be gay. Especially not with Zania riding him so deliciously. That tight, hot grip around his cock made him feel restless in the best way. Gabriel tried not to move too much underneath her, not wanting to throw Zania off, because what she was doing was fucking fantastic. He did sit up a bit though, propping himself up on one elbow so his mouth could reach her chest. Gabriel caught one of Zan’s nipples between his lips, humming into her skin as he suckled and nibbled at it, his free hand still exploring her hips and ass as she moved.
Zania grinned as Gabriel took one of her nipples into his mouth, one hand sliding up to the back of his neck, then into his hair. The way he was touching her made her feel so damn good, always with the care of someone seeking his own pleasure, but also respecting hers. She could appreciate a good groping from time to time, but this was so much better that her body sang in response. Her heavy breathing turned to moans with each thrust, her pussy beginning to throb in time to the rhythm, building towards climax. Every cell in her body burned bright, her magic humming happily inside her as she did her best to stave off another orgasm. It wouldn't do at all to come again without getting him there first, but the harder she pushed, the more difficult it was to keep herself from coming herself.
Gabriel had only had sex with a couple of witches before this, but he didn’t think they’d been as powerful as Zania, because he could feel her magic. It was hot but didn’t burn, blinding in a way that he could feel more than saw, and he felt like it made his own magic beat louder in him. Her fiery energy and the wild untamed earth inside of him harmonized together and made the experience all the more intense. The expert way Zania was moving her hips made him feel like he was coming undone, but Gabriel was holding on. If he could make her come twice tonight, he would consider it a great success. From the way she was breathing and moaning and the tightness around his cock, he thought she might be close. Gabriel released her nipple and leaned back on both hands for leverage as he fucked up into her, matching her rhythm but adding more force, soft breathy grunts coming out of him with every thrust.
Zania had told herself that being with a normal human was fine, but all it took was one night with another witch to remind her how big a lie that was. Feeling her magic intertwine with his was its own kind of high, adding an intensity that a non-witch couldn’t compete with. She had a feeling the witch’s own abilities played into it as well, but she’d been with too few to really understand how it worked. What she did know was that being with Gabriel made her feel like she was tuning into the earth itself, that nature was surrounding her and filling her, just as he was. Gabriel began to fuck up into her and she groaned, bracing her hands on his chest again as she rode him harder, whimpers coming with every thrust. She knew she couldn’t last like this and she didn’t, cursing as she came hard, losing herself to his body and spirit. There was no point in even trying to gain control back, not when bliss came from losing it completely.