Chapter 210: Take the Time – Part 2*

~ JAYAH ~

Jayah was a mass of sensation, a bundle of raw nerves, a shuddering, shivering ball of pleasure.

Skhal wouldn't be denied. Murmuring her name through heavy, hitching breaths, he resisted any attempt she made to snap his leash and speed things up.

His hips pressed her into the furs, his hands teased and touched, stroked and soothed, and always he took her slowly, slowly, slowly so that the small hairs raised all over her body until every touch was a tingling ripple of pleasure in her skin.

Breath harsh and tearing, her chest heaved, which only pressed her nipples harder against his chest, or his hand, or his tongue.

She couldn't stop trembling, the quivers coming from deep within her, vibrating out through her veins—a fire that blazed hot and cold until she could barely think.

And still he wouldn't stop—or speed up.