Draven's head was thrown back, his neck arched to expose his Adam's apple as he moaned in pleasure. His eyes closed as he completely lost himself, admitting to a great deal of ecstasy she brought him.
Seeing him in such a state made Avelina burst with excitement and euphoria. The revelation of being able to render such a man powerless and at her mercy was something worth taking pride in. The joy in knowing she could bring him such release and pleasure that no other woman could, was unmeasurable.
She felt his body quiver—the resistance in him as he tried not to breathe out what was riling up within him.
"Avelina." The sudden hoarse word was a short warning to let go of her hold on him, but Avelina held on, unwilling. She met his scarlet eyes as he finally came apart, releasing what had been building up within him.
He breathed heavily, raising his eyes to look at her. "Aren't you like something I've never seen before?"
