The control of the temple for the next year hinged on this. She had made him cum, but he had made her cum each time in return. Both grew weaker, but drew on their energies.
Now she strained to bring him off again. If he could weather this storm of sensations, he might be able to change the tide of battle. He was getting closer, but she was growing more tired. Having cum so many times before, it was getting harder for them to climax. The outcome was precariously balanced.