The touch, the first one that was given freely, had him melting. A low, pleased sound rumbled in his chest as he rubbed his face with one hand just so he had something to do other than grab her. And then her soft words...He could easily just give in but that would make him no better than the people in Prythian. And he was better than them. He strived to be better than base instinct.

"You are too kind, Feyre darling." Sucking in a breath, drawing in her scent as well, he straightened up, half turning to face her. "I think, before you decide to go, you might want to work on resisting Alpha scents without suppressors. It can be done. Because as much as I want to bend you over this railing now, you should have the greater power." His voice dropped slightly on the last statement before he reigned himself in, offering his arm again. "We should get you home so you can rest." His home, of course. Not hers out in the human sector.