Eagerly, her lips found mine. The kiss was ferocious, a mad dash frenzy of biting, sucking, licking.

I angled her hips so that her clit had constant stimulation, and moved her faster and harder.

Stroke after stroke.

Up and down.

Again and again.

Until we were both panting. Her spiraling, out-of-control pleasure surged through the bond with the force of a tsunami. "Leander! Oh, I..."

My hips snapped in opposite force as I slid her against me. Her harsh grip on my shoulders turned into a clawing session. The scent of my blood permeated the air.

Two, three more strokes.

And then she was there.

She let out a strangled...