shouts of pure/sheer 'ecstasy'
shrieking with/in 'ecstasy'
(..) Is that your demon? -That was a wolf. You don't hear Grendal when he comes. No, well, he'll hear me, I promise. Come on, my mighty lust limb can transport you to paradise. To ecstasy and back. No other man will ever be able to satisfy you again. -Sorry. -Oh, come on. -I said no, and I ment no. (..)2007 Beowulf