I'm not tied down, I'm in my proper place [R18] FINAL
The sound she made as he slammed all the way into her was nothing like any she'd ever made before. Perhaps nothing she'd ever even heard.
Admittedly, she wasn't in the best state of mind to remember such a thing, but...well. She certainly couldn't remember making it before in her limited recollection right then.
It sounded like a raw, guttural cry, and yet it was beyond that. It might have been the howl of an animal.
It certainly didn't sound like something a human ought to be able to make, not to her own ears.
It was the only sound she could possibly have made in that moment, in retrospect.
She might have expected she would be able to bite her lips together and choke the sound back, but it burst forth, ringing in her ears with a ringing crescendo of need and desperation, like an explosion of sound from the crashing of a dam.