His muscles burned with the strain of holding himself off her. The pressure built and built. He’d never felt like this. Ever. His entire body was consumed by the sensations coursing through him. Her body held him, milking him with every long drag.
He couldn’t hold back much longer.
“Oh … God,” she moaned.
That was it. The moment he’d been waiting for. He dug in. Faster. Harder. Finding the perfect rhythm for her to—
She cried out and he let go, sinking deep inside her one more time and throwing back his head with a primal cry of pleasure. Blood roared in his ears as the force of his release exploded in a torrential storm of sensation, pulsing and pulsing until every ounce of pleasure was squeezed from him. For a moment he blacked out, the ecstasy too powerful.
When the last ripple had ebbed from his body, he collapsed beside her, utterly drained. He’d never felt so spent in his life. He struggled to find his breath. He felt weak; his limbs had turned to jelly.
What had she done to him?
Apparently, he wasn’t alone in his dazed lethargy. Christina’s breathing was as hard and uneven as his. He was grateful for the silence. For the first time in his life, Tor didn’t know what to say or what to think.
The confusion rattled him.
He stared into the darkness, telling himself it was nothing.
He’d just finished convincing himself that he was overreacting, exaggerating what had happened in his mind, when she curled her body to his, snuggling against him. He stilled at the contact, his chest tightening to a burn. For a moment he hesitated, instinct warring with the knowledge that he should keep his distance.
For the moment, instinct won. This one time wouldn’t hurt. He wrapped his arm around her and tried to not think about how good she felt against him. All that soft, warm skin melting against him. The silk of her hair spilling across his chest. Her dainty hand covering his heart.
He waited until he heard the soft, even sounds of sleep, then slid out of bed. He donned his clothes quickly and quietly. With one last look at the huddled figure in the bed, he closed the door firmly behind him.
