A sharp moan escaped her lips as he pinned her wrist above her head.  Eira realized she liked that, the way they volleyed the power between them back and forth. Her mouth bit against his as he pressed his lips to her and began to ease his cock inside her, soothing the ache that had seemed to grow from the moment they met. She cried out when he suddenly slipped inside her in a single thrust, leaving her to bask in a wave of full and immediate pleasure.  Her body arched, pressing her abdomen to his, as her eyes pressed tightly closed so she could focus on the sensations he inspired.<br/><br/>The movement though, that was transcendent.  As he started to thrust down and pull back out, it sent waves tingling through her entire body.  Eira had, of course, let her fingers wander over her body, but it was nothing like this. Even if she had let someone like the good Lord Simon bed her, she doubted it would have been quite the same as the push and pull of instinct between her and Ylrid. She was so awash with the physical sensations, it took her a moment to grasp the words he said aloud.  He had done this before, he was experienced and yet, she felt some kind of magic between them that she got the sense he had never experienced with another person.<br/><br/>"Yes...yes..." Was all she could muster in response.  Her hips began to work back against his, meeting his thrusts as she moved against her. It almost felt as if they were made to fit together like this, though Eira had never given much weight to such romantic beliefs. She was just grateful that the hunger within her seemed to be burning off into pure passion, as her lips recaptured his once again.  This time, as their lips parted once more, her teeth nipped at his lower lip, then bit against his neck, then against his shoulder.  She bit just hard enough to ensure he felt it, but not so hard a mark might remain.