The kiss almost bruised her lips, but she didn't care. She tasted him and herself and it was all almost too much. She was half crazy from want, and he was on top of her, his skin almost too warm, almost driving her over the edge just by being near.
When he grabbed the bed, she grabbed him, wrapping her arms around his back and clinging. His teeth hurt, but the pain added an edge to her pleasure that set her off. Human physiology was a mystifying thing at best. She didn't understand why the pain felt so damn good</> - she just knew that it was bringing her closer and closer.
She was moaning his name louder and louder, moving her hips in a semi circle, pressing up against the mattress to get him deeper. She swore under her breath, then louder as she neared orgasm, clinging to him harder than she should have. She was sure her fingernails were probably hurting him. But his teeth were on her neck and she had a delicious almost raw feeling as he fucked her. "Alec, gonna - don't you dare stop, faster - "
She closed her eyes, wondering if she was done orgasming or if she was going to or if she was going to again. It was all blind pleasure and trembling for her, and she didn't want it any other way.