She was not as easily able to touch him, but in many ways it did not matter. She was able to move with him and show him with sounds (sounds that probably resembled her animal form almost as much as human) what she was feeling. Her body was tight around him, holding him close as her eyes closed again- overloaded with sensations she did not want to end. Her hands continued to grip the counter, nothing registering for her but the pleasure of their union now.
The feel of his mouth on her neck, her shoulder- leaving marks, she knew- drove her pleasure even higher as she rocked back into him, feeling a swelling of pleasure growing. A growl escaped her as her body tensed, tightening around him and holding him closer inside her. This was her mate, and she wanted everything from him- she knew that this was forever, that she would always be his.
Her own heart swelled with gratitude that she had found him so early in her life, and she could feel that he wanted to make her his fully as well- the pace of his thrusting had increased a bit more, and she allowed her body to move, her own body taking him deeper as he did so, wanting him to feel the released he had already pushed her to.