Navi had read that what Alec was about to do was a highly pleasurable, incredibly intimate act. She knew that etiquette called for her to keep her hips mostly still. She was breathing shallowly, looking down and watching him. When he told her he loved her and smiled that wolfish smile, she felt it right in her gut and between her legs. She licked her lips and felt her hands move to cup her own breasts.
She wanted to watch him, so she tried to lift her head. When Alec's tongue touched her, she inhaled sharply and felt her head fall back down. She breathed out raggedly, hands moving to the sheets. She gripped them hard, willing herself not to buck into his touch.