He took her hand and pricked her finger.

His blood boiled more at the memories that pricked his mind.

Mechanically, he rolled his sleeve and pricked his wrist.

This one slid through the lemon like it was tissue paper and pricked her finger on the other side.

When he jumped up he did not run at once, but pricked his ears listening to the shouting and trampling that resounded from all sides at once.