It took less to bring her towards her peak than expected.  Eira had heard stories of the first time her friends made love, and they were usually tales of pain and awkwardness. This seemed so far from that. When he bit against her neck, she let out a sudden cry, one that mixed both surprise and pleasure. She had not been expecting him to retaliate, but she enjoyed it all the same. Perhaps because it meant something more than just the action itself...They would have a chance to vie for equal footing in this thing that was between them.<br/><br/>His even and rough thrusts pushed her closer and closer, until Eira could contain it no longer.  She cried out suddenly, her nails digging hard into the flesh of his back as orgasm hit her. Though she had experienced that kind of pleasure on her own, despite the fact that she was told it was not a thing that proper ladies did, it was an entirely different thing to have a partner inspire that sensation.  Her back arched and her movements stopped, as the waves of pleasure rocked their way through her.<br/><br/>"Ylrid. Yes, yes!" She cried out. It was hard to be sure what caused her to be so filled with rapture. The lovemaking was intense, but she got the feeling it went beyond that.  Something about the connection between them seemed to spark that fire even more. Later that might scare her, because she was not sure she could reclaim her home if he was the one at her side in a romantic sense. Though, perhaps that did not truly matter.  She was the heir to her father's throne and the only heir.  And how she had an ally who seemed very invested in her cause, and even more invested in her.