Aramis gave a devilish glint in his eyes as she started succumbing to his advances. He didn't need to taunt her, as her own moans and betrayal of her body were already hints of that as well. Besides he didn't want her composing herself like last time. So instead he focused all of his thoughts into making her feel incredible. He could feel her body beginning to glisten with a touch of sweat which made his motions all the more easier. When she came he was a touch surprised she suddenly climaxed that quick. However he would not let it go unwanted. He took a mouthful of her nipple and breasts and began to suckle wildly upon her with a overindulgent hunger that only the truly depraved could possess. He seized the advantage and began thrusting rapidly into her through that orgasm in an attempt to overload her senses and hopefully draw out her climax for as long as possible. He flinched feeling her core quiver around him and constrict his length with a fierce desire. Fortunately because he was pacing himself he wouldn't expire so readily as she had done.<br/><br/>Feeling confident that she would not be able to struggle anymore the young knight slipped his right hand over to her clitoris and began to flick the thumb over it. He slowed down in his thrusts and began moving his hips in a slow rhythmic pace allowing him to draw out his stamina and allow her to feel that thick crown of his penis rake along her passage. His teeth nibbled upon her nipples to inflict just a very small touch of pain to keep her from becoming accustomed to his touch. Because he knew if she grew used to him he would lose. Hence he would do everything in his power to prevent it. It's why he changed his strategies for assaulting her senses constantly. After a small ordeal of his playful nips, he would begin kissing softly over every part just so she would feel some sense of relief. Once he was certain that she was going to be more receptive to pleasure now he began pumping faster in rhythms of halfway in, a quarter of the way in and then thrusting down to the hilt, varying the depths of his thrusts.<br/><br/>With her sensitive from having a climax his ultimate goal was to now exploit it and fuck her until she was in a primal state of bliss. He wanted to see it, her eyes rolled up and her tongue extended with her body shivering both on the inside and out. But how to make her beg was another question entirely. He thought about it for a moment and knew how to keep himself from expiring whilst at the same time drive her wild. He would give her what she had asked for at first but upon perhaps the third or fourth orgasm, he would stop just when she was almost at the edge to deny her that pleasant orgasm. Then when she settles he starts up again. His eyes kept upon her now as he conveyed without words what he expected from her. He expected her to beg profusely and call him "master".