Gasping out loud, Lhurriel struggled against him, her hips bucking up again and again towards his tongue and mouth, urging him on, encouraging him to do more to her. Soft whimpers of need interspersed between pleas for him to stop fell upon (apparently) deaf ears; everything, even the pain from the brand, burned hotter, flickering over her nerves making her skin tingle.<br/><br/>When he trapped his clit between his teeth again, Lhurriel's bucked against him again, her mewl tearing itself from her throat as he pressed his tongue against her clit, then imitated last night's actions, thrusting into her with his tongue. "N-no!" She cried out softly, desperately. But her legs dug into his back, her arousal flowed from her core, and her hips kept bucking up against his mouth. "Stop..." Lhurriel whimpered again, then moaned loudly, her entire body trembling, so close to the precipice that she could feel the pressure building inside her.