Licking her lips, she reclined back against the wall. “When you've had a good rutting, you won't whinny or moan, you'll growl like a beast. You'll bite him because he's going so hard it almost hurts, but you'll bite him even harder if he lets up for even a moment. And you just want more, and more, and more, until those fireworks hit the big bang at the end, and as everything goes dark, you fall asleep to the echoes."