There's just enough friction where they join that Sansa has another orgasm but it's different this time. Instead of a quick rush like it'd been before it felt more like a deep wave and she moves her hips through it, trying to make it so Daemon might feel as much of it as possible while he's inside her. She has no idea how that must feel for him but for her it's absolutely extraordinary to have his cock to clamp down on while her body fluttered in pleasure.

"Daemon!" she cries out, a little sharper than some of the other times she's said his name, and she screams out the rest of her pleasure before falling back against the bed.

Gods, is it always supposed to be like this?