[Isn't it a little crazy that he, or anyone, can even move this quickly? It feels like he's managing to jolt her entire being with every single thrust and, frankly, she doesn't know what he's managing to hit down there but it's working. The truth of it is that she can't do too much other than let her voice careen into those shouts, budding-screams that will probably be heard throughout most of the house.
Her expression alternates between eyes-closed in total bliss or half open in complete, heat induced craziness. It's not quite at the level of his rabid look but it's her own equivalent of it. For the third time in a row the world has been zeroed down to the two of them, and made perfect as a result.
He's ... Well, he's her mate. So she can look and sound as shameless and debauched for him as he likes. That's only his right.]
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Her expression alternates between eyes-closed in total bliss or half open in complete, heat induced craziness. It's not quite at the level of his rabid look but it's her own equivalent of it. For the third time in a row the world has been zeroed down to the two of them, and made perfect as a result.
He's ... Well, he's her mate. So she can look and sound as shameless and debauched for him as he likes. That's only his right.]