She was even tighter from behind, her walls so snug around his length that he might have trouble pulling out again. A normal woman would probably find such a fit, deep as it was, painful; Lasciel only welcomed it with a long moan, letting her knees slide wider apart, so he could press his hips fully against hers.<br/><br/>Her buttocks, smooth globes as perfect as her breasts, jiggled as he moved. With his rhythm growing faster, she shifted as well, reaching up to grip the headboard for leverage. Only her knees touched the bed now, and her breasts brushed against the covers from time to time, the friction sending jolts of delight through her nipples, punctuating her rising moans with little gasps.<br/><br/>That was what she had been hoping for when she had made her pact; his cock pistoning in and out of her cunt, pounding her full of more power than she had felt for ages. She rocked back and forth, meeting him thrust for thrust, eager for more.