No verbal answer came from her pleads for him not to stop, but the sudden hard way he rammed his arousal into her was more than enough of an answer. The extra strength behind that thrust pushed him up against and stretched her cervix, causing Navia to cry out as the spasms wracked her, her inner walls convulsing and nearly spiraling her out into a hard orgasm. She likely would have given in just then and let her body release all the pent-up heat within her, but Théadan leaned over her, distracting her as he ground himself against her more, drawing out the sensation of having him pressing so deep within her. Her brown eyes were desperate as she watched him lean down, wanting release, craving satisfaction, and Théadan’s lips came to the rescue. Navia moaned deeply into the hot kiss he demanded of her, the hands she’d been using to clutch at his thighs releasing to wrap around his back and hold him close.<br/><br/>The kiss was dizzying on top of all the other ways he was tormenting her body with overstimulation, but it helped Navia to focus as she felt her control unwind and she had thought she’d had a better grip on herself because of it, until Théadan pulled back. His hold on her changed, his arm sliding under her neck and propping her face up more, as if he wanted her lips and slender neck exposed and on display for the taking. His hips began moving again, causing her to moan and tighten her hold on his back, her mind beginning to unravel all over again as he told her he couldn’t stop. She wanted to smile at him for saying he couldn’t stop until she gave him what she wanted, was tempted to tease him for it or try to make him work harder to take what he desired, but she couldn’t. Navia was too far gone, had given in far too much to take it back, and wanted nothing more than to give Théadan what he wanted to hear from her.<br/><br/>Wanting his taste on her tongue when she finally stopped fighting back the beginnings of a powerful orgasm, Navia pushed her hand up Théadan’s back to lose it in the thick locks of his hair. His back was hot to the touch, damp from the exertion of making love to her so ferociously, and she soon found his hair was in a similar state. It made no difference to her, she knew she was the same, and she eagerly used her fingers curling in his hair to guide him down for another heady kiss. Every hard thrust of his was drawing loud moans from her, but his mouth muffled them somewhat as her tongue sought his out and massaged his own. Wanting just a bit more from him while they kissed, Navia tightened her legs around Théadan’s waist one of the time his hips collided with hers, forcing his member to bury deeper, to grind against her cervix and rub on her vaginal walls, and her body could wait no longer.<br/><br/>Upended, her body convulsing beneath his as the tremors began to rhythmically consume her, Navia broke the kiss all at once to thickly cry out her lover’s name, the sound of it bouncing off the walls in the otherwise still room as her hand left his hair to clamp down on his shoulder. Her body arched beneath his in feminine shock, causing her breasts to push up and rub on his chest, the waves of pleasure rolling through her and consuming all her thoughts and actions. The roll of her body also had her hips pressing upward as her legs tensed and clenched around him, the grinding movement causing her to tremble and gasp. “Théadan!” She called out again, voice pitchy with the culmination of all his hard work, her head falling back as her body bowed, eyes disinterested in her surroundings as the powerful orgasm caused her hands to drag against her lover’s skin, leaving little red lines from her nails amongst the scars.