It was her legs, hooked around him, pulling him into her. It was her moan, hot and breathy against him, fuck me. It was the tightening of his muscles around him – fuck, especially that – clasping him, claiming him, sending a wave of intense pleasure crashing through him. All of it spurred his thrusts harder, deeper, sent him wild. "Fuck... yes. Clio—" His mouth found her nipple and he lashed it with his tongue, sucked it, nibbled with his teeth.