Max looked up at Ronon, her body trembling as his want washed over her and collided with her own. As he pressed inside of her, she let out a small gasp. She was still sensitive and tight from her orgasm and that, coupled with the fact she hadn't been with anyone for so long, caused pain to ride up her spine. Squeezing her eyes shut, she allowed her connection to Ronon relax her. She knew he would never hurt her, and soon her body relaxed, and the pain faded.
"I know," she whispered when she felt the same overwhelming sensations he did.
Reaching up, Max ran the back of her hand over his cheek, and down his neck. She stared into his eyes, her heart swelling with everything she felt for him. Now that the fear of ruining his life was gone, Max could be honest with herself. She had fallen for Ronon, and fallen hard. And it had started before they even became connected.
Max knew Ronon could sense everything she was feeling, and it didn't bother her. Instead, she gave him a small smile and wrapped her legs around his waist. She started to rotate her hips under him, groaning at how deep he was inside of her.
"Please," she heard herself whisper. She needed him to move. She needed him to make love to her - to become one with her. "I need you, Ronon."