Whimpering turned into moaning as she felt him nearly withdraw before sinking back into her and Dara hooked one leg around his waist, pulling him closer as she ground back at him. She'd told him that he could take it slow, but the more he did, the less she wanted him to. Dara wanted it hard and fast and rough and she could already tell that wasn't what she was about to get out of Stiles Stilinski, because he was experiencing all of this for the first time. Panting against his shoulder, Dara squeezed him within her, breathing out his name. "Yes...God that feels good..."