Malachi could feel her finishing. He could feel her reaching her own end, which in a weird way he was glad for. He was glad that she'd finish. He hadn't been sure in the beginning is if she ever would. His forehead dropping to her shoulder, he tried to channel his breathing. His finger moved faster inside her, trying to push her over the edge as he felt her finish. It was all he needed and all he could take. He couldn't hold it in any longer and instead, pressed his lips to shoulder as he let out a low, guttural moan as he finished. Pleasure coursed through him as well as release that he'd been needing for awhile now.