It'd been awhile for him as well. Cathair avoided intimacy in general. Occasionally, he gave into the urge after a night of drinking, but he'd never really allowed it to go beyond one night stands.
He might have been surprised at the kissing himself if he wasn't so incredibly distracted. He enjoyed kissing her, and it certainly wasn't detracting from the pleasure of the act they were in engaged in.
Eden was incredibly responsive. And loud. Saints, every sound, every time their hips met, felt so bloody good. He buried his face in her throat, drinking in her scent as he kept at that steady, hard pace.