Tessia wants it rough.

Once they were inside Tessia's hut and the thick curtain covering the door was drawn for privacy, she turned to Corren.

"Take off your clothes. Have you been with a woman?" She removed her clothing as she spoke to him, starting with her delicate earrings and decorative top and exposing her perfect breasts to him. He'd seen them, of course, but as bedmate the context was very very different for him.

"Yes, chieftess. One of the mothers once, and Ania several times." he said, his tone respectful despite the grin creeping into his lips. He took very little time to strip off his coarse shirt and pants to stand before her naked. He was fully erect already, one of the things she loved most about her younger partners. While it was far from the biggest manhood she'd ever been with, his was certainly not small. He'd do just fine.

Tessia shook her head as she released the catch at the back of her belt and laid it carefully aside. It took her loincloth with it and left her standing in nothing but jewelry. "None of that tonight. You do not worship me and I am not your chieftess. Don't be shy or timid with me. Don't even worry about pleasing me. You are a man. I am a woman; bed me like it. Show me you're a man."

She didn't have to tell him twice. He strode forward and swept her into his arms, kissing her deeply.

Her attitude with her bedmate was always a little different, varying with her mood. Sometimes there was no sex at all. But this night she was in the mood for a powerful fuck, and Corren was going to give it to her.

Despite her initial instruction, he pulled her gently into his lap as he sat on the edge of the bed. It was very difficult to get her followers to **** her in bed, sometimes.

She jabbed him in the chest with her finger, causing him to wince. "Rougher. Fuck me like I'm Ania if that helps you." She swept her hands over her long dark hair, working Power to change it to the same red hue of the ****. "Do not disappoint me tonight. I want this."

That did it.

He turned and threw her onto the thick pile of furs that served as her bed and pinned her down, splitting her legs apart with his muscled body.

She nodded encouragingly, "Yes, that's it. More. Fuck me. Be mean to me."

"Shut up." He snapped.

Tessia purred and drew him closer with her legs around his hips. "Mmm. Yes, like that. Keep it up."

He clamped a hand over her mouth, pressing her down in to the furs and guided his cock between her thighs only a little awkwardly without the use of his hands. When he thrust into her, he actually managed to hurt her just a little. Just enough to be a thrill for the shaman.

She groaned into his hand as he fucked her roughly without concern for her pleasure or comfort. He thrust hard and fast, filling her deeply over and over in the most satisfying way. She let him pin her wrists, crossed above her head, with one of his large hands. It helped her really get into the moment to play the role.

Tessia didn't know why she enjoyed this every now and then. She was pretty sure she had no submissive streak. She just assumed that it was a refreshing change of pace from the burden of leadership. She was a powerful woman in the realest possible sense, holding all the forces of nature in the palm of her hand. She'd never relinquish her power; it was too much a part of her, but sometimes she did enjoy letting go and pretending to be just a woman. No powers, just flesh. To be an object for male lust. To maybe carry a baby in her womb.

Corren delivered. When he tired of one position, he pushed her over into another one and fucked her again. He didn't need further encouragement or direction, even going as far as to occasionally bark his own orders at her. She moaned involuntarily when he pulled her hair from behind, forcing her head back.

His strong hands gripped her wherever it gained him leverage: wrists, forearms, waist, hips, shoulder, thighs, ankles, even taking her by the neck at one point. She considered having him remove his hand but when he resumed thrusting, the new angle was exquisite so she let him have his way with her.

Tessia's itch was scratched. She came hard with his hand on her throat as he pummeled her insides in just the right spot with his cock, gasping and moaning like a common whore. It was bliss.

As she came down from her ecstasy, she put a firm hand on her lover's chest and stopped him. He tried to pull away but she trapped him with her legs, keeping him motionless, stiff cock buried inside her. "That was... very good," she purred. "If I allow you to resume, could you keep going long?"

His muscular body glistened with sweat and his breathing came in strong deep breaths. She hadn't been paying attention to his state but now that she was, it was clear he was getting pretty close, himself. "No," he breathed, "not long."

"Perfect." Tessia smiled. She had a new trick of the Power she'd been wanting to try and Corren was perfect for it. She sat up, letting him pull away from her finally while she fixed her hair color back to her natural dark brown. He was eager, but she had reclaimed her authority and he knew better than to press the matter of his own **** need for release.

Knowing that the men all talked with one another about what it meant to be her bedmate, however, Tessia suspected he wasn't worried. She never let her men leave her hut dissatisfied. No, she was a fair and loving goddess.