"S'my girl," Derek breathed against her skin, damp and flushed from exertion. His eyes tracked the long pale column her neck, now covered with his marks, and he let out a low, primal growl of satisfaction as he rolled with his own orgasm, going still as he spilled into the condom.
He butted his head against her shoulder as he caught his breath, coming down, and then lifted his head to capture her mouth in gentle, wet kisses.