She cried out as another of his thrusts sent a spasm of pleasure through her, and felt her body writhe, moving along with him on its own. She belonged to him. She was his. All thoughts melted away, leaving behind only her desire for him. For the first time in her very long existence, she felt her own needs and thoughts replaced by those of another. She felt his thoughts wash into her and fill the void. She knew the depths of his need, knew how much of it was real and how much of it was forced upon him. She felt his confusion, his resistance, his fear, his anger... she felt all of it. She saw herself though his eyes, and failed to even recognize the woman as herself.