Selene bit down on Aiden's shoulder hard enough to leave marks, trying to keep the sound in. It didn't work. A broken moan still slipped out as he drove into her against the cold stone.
"Fuck—Aiden—"
He gripped her thighs tighter and thrust harder. The wet slap of his hips meeting hers was loud in the dark. Every stroke bottomed out, stretching her open, the heat of the fight still burning through both of them.
"You feel that?" he growled against her ear. "Been hard since the first one of those things went down. Watching you drive those rods in while I wanted to drag you behind the tower and fuck you raw."
Selene's laugh turned into a high, shaky moan. "Then do it. Don't talk—just fuck me."
He did. Hard, deep, relentless. Her back scraped the stone. Her shift was bunched around her waist.
