She moved steadily for a while, more than likely to keep from rushing anything. She moaned softly, her head hanging and her thighs shaking gently in his hands as she worked.
He snarls and huffs below her, running his claws over her thighs. He loved watching her, she could feel it. He was throbbing hard, much harder than before.
He moans lowly and bucks against Arna's movements. He loved watching her move, loved watching her movements, how her body rippled and how his claws and fingers easily sunk into her curves.