~ SASHA ~
Zev's body was an invasion of pleasure. She'd never had him behind her before and the new position brought with it unique and exciting sensations that rippled through her in waves with every thrust, tearing cries from her mouth—when she could breathe.
He'd taken her by surprise with the change at first, but as he found his rhythm and she writhed against him, discovering this new kind of bliss, he made that call that echoed through the cave, and Sasha found herself less and less aware of anything but him.
Something was happening within him. She could feel it building. She'd felt his tension from the moment she'd woken, but he'd seemed determined to push it aside, and she'd wanted to help him do that if it was what he needed. But when their eyes had locked and once he'd started touching her… it was as if the heat within them both flooded to the surface, and he was consumed. And consuming her in turn.
