Edith wrapped her leg around his waist as he lifted her tigh and pushed himself farther into her. She was digging her nails into the skin on his back without realizing. It was lucky that her lips were pressed against his, helping to mute the noise as she let out a loud moan.
She started to grind her hips roughly against his, her eyes halfway closed as she silently begged for him to push harder. It was like an addiction to her, she needed this from him. After everything that had happened she needed to know he wasn't a threat to the power that she had worked so hard to achieve in their family. But with the feeling of him inside her she couldn't help but to submit to him, her body sensitive to every movement he made.