Another breath caught in her throat at the feel of his teeth on her skin and the hand on his back curled under in response, nails biting lightly into his skin. It wasn't enough to leave a lasting mark, but she was hardly aware she was holding onto him in such a way, lost in the feeling of him inside her, the friction against her clit as her hips moved. It wasn't quite enough and she slipped her hand from his hair, sliding in between their bodies as she leaned in to kiss him again, her teeth grazing his lower lip, breathing hard against his mouth.