The cry Elena released was inbetween pleasure and pain. He was undoubtedly right. Her body needed the sexual release. She just hated that he was the one giving ht to her. She hated the fact that if he were to stop that she'd be disappointed. She bit down hard on her lips to keep from moaning. She wouldn't allow him to know that he was getting to her, that her body really did need this, "I hate you..." she whispered as tears streaked down her cheeks. "I hope you die!"