Her first orgasm crashed over her like a tidal wave.
It was overwhelming sharp, blinding, toe-curling in its intensity. Her back arched instead of stiffening, every muscle surrendering as her eyes rolled back and then squeezed shut. Behind her lids, bursts of light flared like fireworks against a dark sky while she soared on the crest of pleasure.
She must have looked utterly wrecked flushed, breathless, undone and something wild flickered in his eyes, his wolf rising to admire the sight before he forced it back under control.
It took her a few long seconds to return to herself.
Her lashes fluttered open sluggishly as she felt him tug her jeans up, the quiet rasp of the zipper filling the space between them. He fastened the button with deliberate calm, as though he hadn't just reduced her to trembling pieces.
