He'd known when they left what he wanted from her. There was no doubting the conversation they had would lead to this, but Bayani still didn't expect her to be this wanton. It was an exciting revelation. He knew she wasn't as prim and proper as she appeared most of the time, the ice queen he once saw her as thawing almost immediately after he spent time with her. But this Victoria, wrapped around him, begging him to go faster, nipping his neck, she was a surprise. The nails in his back in particular had him groaning, and he didn't need much persuading.
"Victoria," he growled when she sucked his skin. He wanted to do so many things with her, but all his body could do was push them faster into oblivion. There was no sanity in it, no reasoning. This had been building between them for months. Bayani shifted his hand from her hip to between her legs while he moved harder against her, not holding anything back now. Because she could take it. Later he would be gentle, he could be slow, he could make love to her. Now he was just lost in the lack of fear about hurting her, because she was as strong as him, she was this powerful. His fingers found her clit, rubbing it in between his thrusts, knowing that was the best way to drive her wild.
"I've wanted you from the moment I saw you." It was just this, at first, the lust, tampered down easily when she was a taken woman. But now it was so much more. Bayani pulled his head away from her, so he could see her face. "You're mine," he rasped at her, kissing her hard as his hips rocked quickly against her. "I'm yours." A groan as she tightened around him, his fingers moving quicker now that he knew he was coming. It was a thrilling moment, but desperate at the end, blind to anything else but her and him. "Together, come with ---" He couldn't complete that thought because he was already gone, pushing into her with one final hard thrust as deep as he could go, lowering his head to take her lips with his as he fell apart.