She shudders under that touch, a mild ache she hasn't felt since the girls first made themselves known at puberty returning. The image makes her arch under him, gasping with the idea of him doing that with her so sensitive. Even that makes her feel like she should be coming, if he hadn't forbidden it. She would let him use her in the most depraved ways he could think of if only...

Her mind stuttered a little at that last thought. There were no 'if only's' in her life, hadn't been since the day Lucifer stole her away from Gabriel.