How could he not love what was going on? Had he not had the face of a demon for most of his life, he'd have already partaken in this when he was younger. Being denied something that felt this good was a sin. Erik was trying to get just a little deeper, so he ran his hands down to her legs and lifted them more, angling into her just right as he moved faster. The soft bouncing of her breasts was beautiful to him as he dipped his head low enough to suckle one, his moans muffled against her flesh.