Jax chuckled, a low, rumbling sound in his chest that was more felt than heard. The vibrations traveled through his body and into hers, a deep, comforting resonance that made her feel safe and cherished.
He didn't pull out. Instead, he shifted his weight slightly, settling more comfortably over her and between her legs, his softening cock still buried deep within her. The intimate connection was a grounding, possessive anchor in the sea of blissful aftermath.
He pressed a soft, lingering kiss to the side of her neck, his lips gentle against the sensitive, bruised skin he had so thoroughly marked.
The gesture was tender, a stark contrast to the raw, primal ferocity of their lovemaking just moments before. He inhaled deeply, breathing in the scent of her, her sweat, her arousal, the sweet, unique fragrance that was purely Serika, now mingled with his own.
