He did not understand her pleaded words as he pushed her back down, though they need not have mattered. She was his for the taking, and he would claim her. It was a twisted sense or luck and irony that she wanted it as badly as she did, for if she had not it might have been a very different experience that she underwent, even though Desmonds actions likely would have been the same. The creature that she knew, the kind and soft and endearing Desmond had been replaced now with the sum of his wants, dark and all powerful desires to claim her body for his own, to make her whimper his name... those things which he had barely recognized at the edges of his mind now were the only things that he longed to do.
To merely say he was rough with her would have been an understatement. She would feel as he thrust inside of her the hunger that he felt, his groans filling the night air along with her own, but far less unabashed, feral groanings of want and desire unhindered by the shame that came with social awareness. He could have been in the middle of a crowd and would not have batted an eyelash for the way that he took her. His hips slammed into hers over and over again with the rhythm of a broken metranome that was steadily getting faster, each slap a little rougher against her hips as if he were spanking her while he was violating her flesh, though in truth it was closer to the idea that her body was being ignored while he satiated himself.
It would take some effort for her to wrap her legs efficiently around him so wild here his thrusts, but with each one she would feel that thick bar of heat impale her, splitting her open again, stirring the heat inside of her sex violently as it added it's own flame to the fire. His cock inside of her blazed with a foreign heat and at the same time she would feel it as blood and her own juices slickened the path around him as he claimed her, not stopping once he had started going. All the while his eyes looked into her own, lost, hungry, feral blue eyes that looked more like those of an animal than a man as they watched her face twist in pleasure as she writhed beneath him helplessly.
Time would seem to stretch on rather endlessly as he claimed her the pain that she felt would slow, then gradually slip away from her senses as something else took hold of her. As she started to writhe in a very different sensation she would feel his body respond as if it could sense, it, assailing her harder and faster still, a slow smile spreading across his features as he watched her body whimper and rise up against his own in pleasure, instinctively seeking more as he pounded inside of her. He shuddered as he felt himself buried over and over inside of the tightness that only a virgin could truly possess, those muscles of hers flexing against him in retaliation to what he did to her.
Yet, even as he moved harder and harder against her he could feel her breath getting ragged, see her face as the pleasure started to take her, but mostly feel as those exquisite walls began to tighten slowly like a snake around him, clenching him with each press of his hips towards her, causing him to only move faster and faster against her body, daring her to call out his name as he violated her, feeling her blood starting to rush as her heart hammered in her chest, the animal inside wanting to make her scream with desire as he claimed her, even though he himself nowhere near satisfied. And then there was that moment when he felt it, the first claiming of her completely...