Her hips were moving of their own volition now, too, pushing back against him eagerly when he thrust into her. She would have responded to his comment with a playful, teasing quip of her own, had he not begun moving faster, pressing his body into hers even more deeply. Lhurriel whimpered as a tingle of pain made her lust flare inside her, and her soft, muted cries soon echoed in the room with every thrust. It took what remained of her conscious, sane mind not to beg him for more, though it would have been obvious to anybody who could hear her and see her that she was enjoying Amron's attentions immensely.