บท 447: The Ticking Clock

GAHRYE

He and Kalle had pored over the hidden histories until well after midnight, then fallen into bed and into each other's arms.

Gahrye still marveled at her passion for him, the way her breath quickened at only one kiss. The way she shivered when he kissed her breast. The gooseflesh that rose when he stroked her legs.

The news they'd received, his conviction that he had to get Elia back to Anima, and Kalle's certainty that he could… it all conspired to make them both desperate.

When he entered her that night he felt it in his skin. Head to toe, he shuddered, the mating call groaning in his throat in waves, over and over, and Kalle whispering his name in reply.

He swung between clinging, covering her with his body and pulling her in until neither of them could breathe, to arching back and pounding his love into her.