She almost opens her mouth to protest, but then Gabriel bites her the first time, and it steals her breath away, a surge of wetness flooding from her as she reacts. It feels so good, so intensely arousing that all thought or refusal vanishes in under a tide of desire. Adding the second to the mix leaves her feeling like her entire body is aflame for them, her mind (or what's left of it) begging to be taken, not caring who did what or where as long as they didn't stop.