Imenry slid her arms around his shoulders, her fingers sliding into his hair as her eyes fluttered shut. A pressure was building within her body, a slow heat that spread outwards. Her hair brushed against her shoulders curling with sweat at her temples and over her brow. She murmured his name, and other things, words without meaning, as she pressed her lips against his ear.
Her nails dug into his shoulders as his pace slowed and her body clenched around him. She was aching for release, and the touch of his fingers had her dropping her head to his shoulder with a gasp. Her hips jerked down against his, moving with a desperation to reach some goal she didn't quite understand.
Then suddenly it felt like her entire body was bursting apart from pleasure. Imenry bit down at Brenn's shoulder, stifling the cry that rose up in her throat. Her thighs locked tight around his hips, trembling as her muscles clenched tightly.