The sorceress's mind was quickly lost in the feeling of the knight's body pressing against her, playing with her, ravaging her; each thrust, hard and deep, teased another moan from her, the sound muffled against her lover's mouth.

Her tongue danced feverishly against his own, and she felt her pleasure building inside of her like a smoldering flame. Her legs wrapped around his waist instinctively, making sure he would remain close to her.