It was like being part of an electrical conduit, like being part of something way bigger than herself. It was warm and sweet and perfect, and she didn't want it to stop. She knew it was going to, but she wanted it to go on forever.
She ran her fingers more gently along his back, softly through his hair. She murmured his name low under her breath, almost gasping. She was smiling as well, unable to disguise the simple joy of making him hapy as well.
She was aware, even during the blinding heat of her own pleasure, that Alec too was experiencing something very similar. She tried to watch him through her own closed eyes, and she held him as tightly as she could, running her fingers along his body and murmuring his name. Her fingers traced out lines of damp sweat, and she could feel it cooling.