Ronon was glad when Max stopped stroking his cock because with the way she was responding to his rubbing of her clit, he wouldn't have lasted with the stimulation as well. He could feel what this was doing to her, and it urged him to press harder and rub in circles. Even when pain bit through his muscles as her fingernails dug into his skin, he continued.
With his other arm, he held on to her, not wanting to let her fall off the bed when her orgasm tore through her.
Once she settled down, he watched as she took his fingers in her mouth. It was probably one of the most beautiful things he had ever seen. He was sure it was because of what he was sensing from her too as she looked at him.
Soon she was lying back after getting the rest of their clothes off. Ronon took her hand and moved to kneel in between her legs. As he leaned over her, he could feel his cock aching to be inside her, so he kissed her deeply as he pressed himself to her.
He then looked into her eyes and pushed forward, sheathing himself in her tight heat.
"Max," he growled softly, fighting against the almost overwhelming sensations he was feeling.