"I need you," he murmured, swirling his hips carefully, eyes losing focus at the glorious sensation, "to stay in one piece in all the important places." Rhys sank in a little more, distracting both of them with a deep, soul seeking kiss, enjoying every give she made to his taking. As soon as he was within, he didn't stop the gentle thrusts, beginning as minute shifts and then turning into strong pistons, a little sound coming from him each time he pushed in and exhaled. Curling his forearms under her shoulders, his hands delved into her hair, tilting her head back so he could feast on her throat, teasing that one scent gland as he let some of his control go, his thrusts becoming longer, faster and stronger into her. He couldn't hold back even if he wanted to with her delectable scent driving him on.