Zane's POV~
I felt him.
Stretching me open inch by inch, my breath came out in ragged gasps.
Alfie was so slow but I was grateful for it. Every breath I took trembled, my fingers clawing at the slippery edge of the bathtub. His hands were everywhere...my waist, my chest, my neck...grounding me as he pushed his dragon deeper into me.
It hurt. It hurt like hell.
But not like when that bastard Knox tried to force himself on me.
Alfie's lips found my neck, warm and trembling. The way his breath shook against my skin told me everything...he was barely holding on, barely keeping control, just for me. His hips rocked forward again, and he gripped my waist tighter, easing himself in further.
"Almost there, baby," he whispered into my ear, his voice hoarse and strained with restraint.
