Seraphina's POV
Kit stared down at me, slack-jawed, flushed, sweat beading along his thick neck. He looked as desperate as I felt. The taste of him clung to my tongue, thick in my throat. Heady and masculine.
He looked completely strung out on his orgasm, pupils blown with bliss, slightly narrowed and hungry. All of his noises spurred me on, adding to my own pleasure until I had to press my thighs together to stifle some of that heat.
I never thought I'd want to get to my knees in front of a man and let them ward over me, but that wasn't what this was. Instead, I had this broad-shouldered massive man bending and writhing for me.
He wasn't controlling me.
He wasn't holding power over me.
It was quite the opposite.
I've never felt so much power in a s****l encounter before and I w
