Ravensblood Forest light of my life, fire of my loins [m]

She grunted as he drew partway out and filled her again, her body resisting the first few pushes but accepting him wholly after that. The slow rocking left her body burning for more, and her head reached skyward as she vented the heat through her mouth with heavy breaths. Lecter pushed her forward with more and more force, and suddenly the tight friction became something else... Something between a tickle and a burn, something irresistible.

Her first time was bound to be impressive, and so it took only one, two, three more fast crashes of his hips against hers to drive her over an edge. "Lec—" she gasped, but her voice cut off in a choking moan as an indescribable feeling flooded her. Her body shuddered violently and her toes gripped the snow underfoot hard as pleasure stole her breath and wits, casting her into a state of heightened sensation.

It was so strong it almost hurt, and it overwhelmed her so much she couldn't even hear herself cry his name into the silent fog. It was all she could do to keep her legs from buckling under her, body spent and strength ebbing into the wobbliness of the aftermath.