Damn this man.
Kade eased out with agonizing slowness, each thick inch withdrawing through her still-spasming heat. Heavy ropes of his release spilled from her stretched entrance, sliding warm and slick down the insides of her thighs, soaking into the sheets beneath her. Yet the bond between them flared hotter than before, a deep, living pulse that flooded her veins with fresh, insatiable need.
Dakota whimpered into the pillow, the sound soft and broken. Her walls fluttered helplessly around nothing, oversensitive and aching, every nerve raw from the first climax.
Still her hips lifted of their own accord, body seeking him even as exhaustion trembled through her limbs.
With deliberate, predatory care, Kade rolled her onto her stomach. He pressed her cheek deeper into the pillows to muffle every cry, then gripped her hips and drew her ass high into the air. Takoda slept undisturbed mere inches away, small body curled safely under the blankets, breathing slow and even.
