Dyson could feel how close they were to completion so he slowed their pace, wanting to savour every moment of this encounter. He wanted it to last forever, especially if this was the only time they would be together like this.

His hands clasped at her soft skin, he knew he had to be gentle otherwise he would leave more bruises on her delicate skin. And from what he'd seen of her, she already had far too many marks on her, he didn't want to be responsible for any more.

He sat up on the bench pulling her close to him again, sharing the heat from his body. Dyson slowly made his way to the edge of the bench top. For a moment he stilled before he dropped them from the bench top, Kenzi felt weightless in the drop but Dyson remained firmly planted within her, acting as an anchor to keep her in this time and place.

Dyson's feet hit the floor, his arms cradling Kenzi, his cock unmoving within her. He carried her back towards his bed. He had every intention of stretching her out in the warmth and softness and making love to her all night long, if she let him.

But they ended up pressed against one of the beams in the lounge. Kenzi's mouth and tongue, not to mention the silken heat of her pussy wrapped around his cock, had distracted him and sent him to the first solid surface he could find.

Dyson's hands flexed around Kenzi's tiny waist, holding her steady while he concentrated on building her pleasure once more. He had her pushed up against the beam, her legs wrapped around his hips. His hand slipped to her buttock and then along her supple leg. Finally his fingers found their way between them. He applied a little pressure, a mere feathering on her clit. Kenzi let out a moan that was all the encouragement that he needed.

Kenzi shifted to widen her legs giving Dyson better access to all of her, letting him go deeper and harder into her. She could hear herself moaning, breathing Dyson's name but she was powerless to stop herself, especially when his fingers rubbed over her clit.

She raked her nails across the flesh of his back leaving bright red marks. He didn't even flinch as she did it. It only seemed to drive him harder. Dyson seemed intent on giving Kenzi all the pleasure he possibly could while all she wanted was not to be a disappointment to him.

Despite all the ways she was feeling him and the physical sensations coursing through her body, there was still a little voice, no more than a whisper, in her mind, telling her she had no right to be here with Dyson like this. He is her best friend's ex, he's fae and as hot as hell. Whereas she was the sidekick, the comic relief and the pathetic human. Kenzi tried to push the voice out of her head and focus on making the most of this time she had with Dyson. This wonderful, magical time with Dyson. The feel of his body beneath her, his fingers tracing over her skin, the taste of his mouth, it was also so intoxicating.

That voice was so insistent and grew in strength. It was beginning to sound more like that broken Dyson she had seen in her vision, nightmare, whatever. With each word the image grew stronger in her mind again "Kenzi..." it whispered "you shouldn't be here. You're not worthy...you're not Fae."

The almost Dyson voice grew stronger and more intense. "You're weak...you're human...you'll never fit into my world...you'll always need to be rescued...and putting the rest of us in danger...because you're pathetic."

Kenzi was becoming more and more distracted by the voice in her head and Dyson could sense that they were losing their connection, that Kenzi was going to a place in her head that he couldn't follow her. A place that was going to ruin the perfect moment that they were in.

"Kenz, you're here with me...stay with me." Dyson whispered in her ear as he caressed her face. "Stay with me!" He caught her lips with his own and worked his tongue into her mouth. He grasped her a little tighter, hoping to anchor her in the present. He thrust his cock deep into her core making her come back to him and focus on their joining.

They found a new rhythm together. Their bodies coming together with such passion that Dyson was sure that Kenzi would be left with fresh bruises in new places, rather than the just ones from the trial.

The voice in Kenzi's head was now drowned out by the sounds of their lovemaking. She couldn't help herself, Dyson was giving her everything, drawing out moans and sighs from her. And when she came, she came hard, screaming his name.

A low rumble came from his chest as a result of their lovemaking. The wolfish side of him approving of this turn of events with Kenzi. The wolf within had been protective of her for the longest time, knowing through instinct that she was the one for Dyson. She may have thought she was the weak link in this but the wolf knew the strength contained within her.

Dyson was fighting his animal nature. The sounds and smells of them together and the feel of her had the wolf wanting to dominant Kenzi and mark her physically as his own. But Dyson knew, or thought he did, that Kenzi was using this encounter as a source of comfort and security after what she had experienced at the end of the trial. Finally a great roar came from him as he climaxed deep within her.

Kenzi clung to him as the last waves of her orgasm frittered away. She was spent, both emotionally and physically. But she wanted of more of Dyson, more of this time with him. She focused on what was right in front of her, his lips. She put her lips on his, her tongue gently tracing his. She could feel herself melting into his mouth and body.

Dyson knew that Kenzi was exhausted but he didn't want to let her go just yet so he held her so gently and carried her towards the bed. He laid her with great care in the softness of the bed before sliding in next to her, wrapping himself around her tiny body. "Sleep Kenz..." he said in a quiet voice, nuzzling her neck and breathing in her scent. "You're safe and I'm not going anywhere." He drew her to him, his arms enfolding her, his body protecting hers.

Kenzi turned to him, settling against his chest hearing the thud of his heart. His strong arms holding her, keeping the images of the day at bay. His warmth and the steady rhythm of his heart helped Kenzi drift off into a peaceful sleep, already half convinced that it was all a dream.

A/N: Apologies for taking so long to update this story. Hopefully I can get onto it now and get it finished without such a long delay! See you on the flip side!