The feeling was absolutely mutual. Eden was the proverbial wildcat in bed. Especially the way she clawed his chest when he bit her.
All right, that was too much. Cathair groaned as she seized up around him, milking his length and pulling him over that edge with her. He managed one last hard thrust before he spilled, his whole body shuddering with release.
It felt amazing, definitely as close to Heaven as a sinner like himself was getting. Eden, the lost paradise. She was all too aptly named. Cathair panted heavily against her throat, a fine sheen of sweat. He nuzzled her neck gently, moving his arms to wrap around her. He wasn't quite ready to pull away and face reality just yet.
If he were lucky, she'd not let him. Or at least, not just yet.