Althea held his face between her hands, her lips brushing his as she whispered, “I want it. All of it. Come inside me.”

A low, guttural sound escaped him—raw and uncontrollable.

He thrust into her once… twice… a final, deep stroke that pushed a sharp cry from her lips.

Then his entire body tensed beneath her as his release hit him hard. He buried his face against her neck, groaning her name as he pulsed deep inside her, each wave making his grip tighten around her waist.

Althea ...