The stroke on her clit had her moaning- panties were ignored, the fact that the majority of the clothing she had worn over was ruined was ignored. The only thing that she noticed was the fact that he was touching her, driving her nearly mad with desire. Sure, there was still a tiny bit of pain around the edges of this, but she hardly noticed it. It was outweighed by the pleasure of the joining.
The submission to him was natural too. He was an alpha in a way she wasn't, and while she would take lead in a number of things, she was subordinate to him certainly. She let out another soft whine of pleasure, her hands gripping at the counter and her nails digging into the wood as he drew more and more excitement from her.
As his pace changed, the speed and intensity increasing, her sounds changed too- moans and whines combining with small shrieks of pleasure. She didn't care who heard her. Her body was responding to his, wanting more of him, and she knew that the noises she made would force away any that would try to compete for his attention, as well as showing him her pleasure audibly.