There really wasn't much for Natalie to do but hold on, with hands and legs, pretty much at his mercy. She did not dislike that at all. He could probably tell, from the whimpers escaping her parted lips, her head tilted slightly back.

Gentle was not on the menu tonight, and she didn't mind that. In fact, he was probably going to have her handprints in red on his skin for a while after this.