The pleasure deep within her, she wasn’t sure. She shook her head and he pulled out from her, which earned a whimper from the loss of contact. He urged her up on all fours as he raised himself onto his knees. He pushed himself into her once more and she moaned, turning her head around slightly, just enough to catch the look of arousal and bliss on Voldemort’s face as he fucked her harder than he had before on her stomach. He reached out a hand and twisted her hair into something short of a handle, to hold onto and yank on softly.