AARYN
Aaryn wasn't sure what had happened, why he'd suddenly needed her so desperately, what had triggered his Alpha power, but even buried in pleasure, he shook with it. It was an effort of will to stop himself gripping her hard enough to leave bruises, to stop himself taking hold of her hips and pounding into her like an animal.
When Elreth groaned his name, her back arching, seeking him, her fingers white-knuckled on the back of the couch, it all conspired to push him to his limit. His breath hissed through his teeth as he fought with the beast within to keep himself in check.
Elreth dropped her head between her elbows and pushed back against him and he almost came. He gripped her shoulder and her hip, growling as he fought with himself—and to his delight, it only made her abandon herself.
