Ayesha's body jolted as waves of pleasure crashed through her, her climax stealing the breath from her lungs. But Alaric didn't stop, he kept thrusting into her while claiming her lips in a kiss that left her completely breathless.
That climax was extraordinary, unlike anything she had ever felt before. It left her body trembling, overwhelmed by the waves of ecstasy still rippling through her. Maybe it was the mate bond that made everything feel this intense, this consuming.
But it wasn't enough.
Her body craved more—desperately. She kissed him back with urgency, her hips beginning to move instinctively. She rocked against him, bouncing in his lap, her bare chest brushing against his, sending sparks of pleasure through her with every stroke. The friction made her moan softly against his lips.
