The panted rumble of Ammon's growled response to her jibe sent yet another shudder through her taught frame, even as she could feel the swollen head of his cock just pushing at her opening, a bit more...just a bit more. Oh yes he was teasing her, he had to be. Each small yet jerked thrust of his hips brought a hiss forth from clenched teeth, riding that line between pleasure and pain. And as he spoke, as her own hand slipped down to cover the large calloused one that grasped her hip firmly, she would let out a quick, cut off cry of pain as he finally forced himself within her, claiming her complete. The sensation of pain mingled with the pleasure, of feeling his swollen, pulsing girth sliding within her was nigh on too much, almost falling over the brink then. But he was insistent in drawing out their coupling, and Ryann managed to ease back, her pulsing sex gripping his shaft tight as he took up a delicious rhythm. Another sharp cry of want as he simultaneously smacked her ass while yanking her head back by her hair, and she found her hips moving with his own. Back she would thrust as he eased forward, reaching behind with her other hand to grasp his waist, to dig nails into the side of his clenched ass, urging him into her, forcing him on, seeking him to delve deeper and faster.