She moaned into his lips as he kissed her, kissing him back the same, deep and passionate, hungry - she was hungry for him. He pinned her arms above her head and she whimpered with pleasure into his lips, even as her legs held fast around his waist. God, she was burning. His fast thrusting was exquisite to her hungry body and she happily vocalized her pleasure to him. Oh god, Raziel, yes. More, please, give me more. Her voice in his mind, husky and on a whimper. She was never usually so...worked up, but she just couldn't seem to get enough.