Melinda moaned and clutched his shoulders tightly, fingernails digging into his skin hard as she arched down against his hand. She kissed him hard again, one hand moving up to pull his hair. Some of this, she would reflect later, had to be psychological. In a somewhat pathetic way, this was her wedding night, which was supposed to be amazing. Also, Melinda had spent a long time not acting like herself, and random sex at a moderately inappropriate time with Alec was a very Melinda thing to do. Endorphins had drowned out all the pains from the fight with Marek, and while sex was probably not going to help them, it was going to finish the work on her emotional and mental state that the fight had started.