She protested softly when he lifted her from him, though his kisses and caresses somewhat appeased her. "No... I want. Amron..." The soft plea melted into silence when he kissed her, then turned into a throaty groan as his hands molded her breasts. Lhurriel mewled helplessly when he pulled her to the side of the bed, the movement so sudden that she didn't have time to say or do anything.<br/><br/>And then he was in her, filling her fully, his body pressing her heavily into the mattress. She whimpered as he began driving into her, faster and faster, breathless as a mixture of pain and pleasure twisted and melted through her nerves. Lhurriel's hands fisted in the blanket that was churned up on the bed from their movements, gasping or moaning each time he thrust into her. "Yes... just like this..." She managed to groan, shutting her eyes and biting her lip as a muted cry of lusty pleasure left her lips.<br/><br/>"Oh gods..." It was so hard to breathe. It felt so good to be taken so hard, and used so well. She couldn't even think of anything but Amron, pressing into her, caressing her, touching her and fucking her. "More... I want more, Amron..."