The way Rey impaled herself on his manhood left the Leader of the Knights of Ren wanton in pure desire. Pleasure soaked him and his frame tensed at the feeling as he groaned out deeper still, fists clenching into the dirt below where they were forced down by her power. He snarled in lust as he watched her with a grin.
"Then you admit to the pleasure, I see you are quite enjoying herself..." He watched her, and then tilted his eyes down to watch the way she slid around him, seeing the way he filled her as best he could from this angle. Then he looked up at her, "You wish to ride me, take what you want, then why do you hold back?"