Arawn's slow, sensual movements began to increase, and he watched as his wife's eyes widened, pleasure lighting those emerald jewels to sparkle. This had never felt so right then here and now with his wife. The times before meant nothing, and it was only once meeting Evanna and the intrigue and curiosity she stirred within him for the first time that he realised just how little he felt about those other occasions. They'd been nothing more than a quick release.
Here with Evanna, they were making love. It was not a one-sided deal that he would find his climax. No, he was ensuring his wife found as much pleasure as he in reaching their peak together.
And by the gods, was she so utterly delectable. She was so warm, inviting, and so, so tight it almost made him bust upon entry. They'd been having fun until now, but he'd waited a long while for this moment. There was no regret, though; they were married, and now she was his in every single way.
