Claudia screams, her nails ripping into the table with demon strength as another orgasm is pulled from her, even as she feels that heat filling her, so much she knows she has to be leaking down her legs, but she can't feel anything of that. It's like all that exists is one wave of orgasm after another as the archangel unloads that pent-up need into her.

She knows she blacked out, still beyond overwhelmed by the endless stamina of her partners. Her chest burns with each breath, her body pulsing in time with those waves of mingled pleasure and pain still working through her body. Despite the pain she knows she'll feel when she actually moves, she feels...sated. Thoroughly sated, blissfully used. Utterly debauched.

Eyes still closed, she takes in a deep breath and lets it out with a happy sigh. "Too good to me."