This Chapter is so not for the prudish … or for the faint-hearted. But remember all good love stories are equal parts passion - or so I'm told :)

Jasyn lowered Emily to the floor and she slowly allowed her arms to fall to his chest, where her palm covered his heart.

"Okay," Jasyn agreed with a resigned yet happy sigh, he was happy that he had left the indecision behind and had a idea of what to do with the next … well, tomorrow.

"Okay," he kept his hand on her face, Emily let out a shaky breath and closed her eyes and pressed his hand against the side of her head. She heard him agree but she still looked at him as a flight risk, she needed to make him so happy that he never wanted to leave her. Emily touched his hard jaw gently with the tips of her fingers and saw him close his eyes with a smile on his face that told her just how much her touch was worth to him - and didn't that just make her feel like the most desired woman in the world!

When he opened his eyes again and pierced her with that brilliant emerald stare Emily's touch deepened just a tad and Jasyn obeyed her command by dipping his head and laying his lips on hers. His tenderness made her sigh gently and she felt her limbs go soft, her hands crept up to his sides and held him there while his cupped her head, one big hand firmly at her throat and his thumb pressed into her jaw bone, while the other speared her hair. His tongue slid lovingly across her lip and then stroked into her mouth, Emily pushed closer to him, delighting in the friction she felt on her peaked nipples from her shirt rubbing against his hard chest. He took his time kissing her, slow, long sips from her lips, he had his eyes closed in bliss for the most part, but Emily would sometimes open her eyes and see him staring at her. He would pull back now and again, his teeth scraping at her lower lip, which sent a shuddering thrill down her back and to lower parts of her body. Every time he did that thing of pulling back from the kiss, he would stroke at her face or her throat before changing the angle of the kiss.

"I want you so much," Emily whispered to him and he smiled, actually smiled and huddled closer, grinding his hips languidly into hers so she felt his hard length against her.

"I never thought I would get to have you," Jasyn murmured, dipping his head again so he could flick gentle licks over the vein in her throat. Emily cupped his head to her throat as a smile spread fast and wide across her face, she trailed her hand down his back and rubbed her palm firmly over the curve of his ass that was all too tempting in those jeans of his.

Jasyn laughed wickedly, his breath hot on her skin, she felt his kisses get harder as he pressed further down her neck and pushed at the V neck with his chin. His whiskers created an erotic friction against the top of her breast, she gasped when she felt his teeth sink into her flesh. Jasyn pulled back and stepped away from her, Emily could see the evidence of his arousal straining against the denim, she tried to go back into his arms but Jasyn held her off, smiling.

"Undress for me," he said hoarsely, the blush on his cheeks and the too bright fire in his eyes gave him the look of the fever. Emily shivered at his voice and felt a tell-tale dampness seeping into her panties.

"I want to see you first," she challenged and Jasyn's smile turned into a fully fledged grin, his hand went to his bulge and rubbed. Emily's mouth fell open and she gasped with him, Jasyn let his head fall back before he laughed and looked up at her again.

"Whatever you say," he whispered, before moving his hands north and whipping his t-shirt over his head. Emily put her hand behind her and grasped the back of a chair hard, his six pack rippled far too enticingly as he pulled the shirt free from his head and shoulders.

Shoulders! Emily had terribly erotic vision of her legs over those broad, wide things; Emily had always had a thing for nice broad shoulders. As if he knew what it would do to her, Jasyn rolled his head on his thick neck and then rolled his shoulders as if working kinks out of them. He threw his t-shirt at her and it hit her in the face before dropping, snapping her out of her trance, Jasyn laughed at her.

He trailed his hands down to his stomach and with another suggestive rub at himself, he nimbly flicked open the buttons on his jeans and dropped them around his ankles within seconds.

Commando!

Emily felt hot and dizzy at what she was seeing; she'd never been with a man that looked as beautifully constructed as Jasyn. At the sight of him she felt her heart rate begin to pound and her body grew so hot, she felt the only cure would be to strip down to her skin and lay herself on a block of ice. But that only fanned more fantasises, Emily saw Jasyn nostrils flare and his eyes flashed so bright they were no longer human.

"What?" Emily asked, her throat dry.

"I can smell your arousal," Jasyn said shakily as if he were having trouble holding back, he breathed deeply, "your need is … intoxicating."

Jasyn stepped out of his jeans and kicked them aside, he took one step closer so he was in the direct view of the sunlight.

"Does the lady approve?" He asked needlessly, Emily knew she was giving off a scent that said 'Hussy: Ready and Waiting', but she couldn't care less.

"She thinks she'll have to have a more hands on approach to be sure," Emily teased and Jasyn bit his lip sinfully, he backed away and held up his finger.

"Let me see what I've been longing for and maybe we'll come to an arrangement."

Emily laughed and began to unbutton her shirt starting with the last one first.

Oh … by … the … Gods …

Jasyn felt his brain short circuit as section after delicious section of glorious skin was revealed as Emily undid the buttons. His cock, which had been standing to attention from the word go, pumped and twitched as more of his woman was revealed. Without the aid of logical thought Jasyn realised it was best to find some support, he backed into a desk and perched his naked butt on it. His legs were spread wide and the massive erection between his thighs stood out before him, ready to go for hours. The rat bastard in Jasyn had him putting his hand on his cock and stroking himself as her shirt fell away from her, Jasyn's eyelids fell to half mast and he bit his lip when Emily's hands ran over her own breasts.

"Come forward a step," Jasyn said and Emily did, though her sparkling eyes questioned him, but Jasyn knew what he wanted. One step forward brought Emily directly into the fading sunlight falling through the slates made by skyscrapers all around her building; it bathed her skin in liquid gold and brought her hair to flame. She looked ethereal and magnificent, like the mythical phoenix personified, burning in it's glorious fire, Jasyn heart filled with joy and love, his body with lust and his soul with peace.

"Now the bottoms," Jasyn said, nodding to her grey trousers, Emily opened the front clasp and heard his gasp; she smiled and let her pants drop. Jasyn hissed at the sight of all that splendid flesh bare to him, her high, firm breasts cupped in a black lace bra with pale pink trim, Jasyn's strokes on his sex became firmer as his eyes travelled down to her matching panties. He began to pant and he saw Emily's mouth drop open as if she too felt short of breath.

Just when he was about to instruct her on how he wished her to lowly ease her panties down her legs, Emily slipped her hand between her legs and cupped her mound, Jasyn let out a curse that was incomprehensible and a mixture of two languages as he orgasmed all over his hand and thighs. He stroked himself until the rush subsided and opened his eyes to see Emily's face, her eyes were wide with shock and there was a blush on her cheeks. Jasyn felt ashamed of himself and wasn't sure what to do.

"I'm sorry," he said and Emily jerked out of her reverie, she shook her head.

"No, it's not -" Emily stuttered and blushed deeper, "I mean, you've just come and you're … still hard."

Jasyn looked down at himself then smirked wickedly before looking back at her, he leaned back, bearing his weight on his palms and thought of how empty that climax would seem in comparison to the one that he would have when finally inside her.

"That's what Were-Hunters do," Jasyn said smugly, he gave his erection a self-satisfied nod, "it takes a lot to … tire me."

Jasyn growled when the scent of Emily's arousal hit new heights and she shuddered as though having a mini climax of her own.

"I think you're in need of me, my female."

Emily was breathing heavily by the time she went for the front clasp of her bra, she kept her eyes locked determinedly with Jasyn's, as though to break the contact would be to fling away her last grip on reality. She let the two sides of her bra fall away and let her breasts fell free; she heard Jasyn growl low in his throat. Emily let her arms fall straight, her straps became loose and it fluttered off of her body, whispering lightly against her skin. Emily saw with relish that Jasyn's knuckles were white as he held tight to the edge of the desk. Emily tucked her thumbs into the front of her panties and dragged them down her thighs to her ankles, she took them off and feeling naughty threw them at Jasyn who caught them with impeccable reflexes, but still looked surprised at what he held. He looked at them and laid them neatly on the desk, he stroked his hand over the ribbons before looking at her, with what can only be termed devilment, in his eyes.

"A souvenir," he remarked with a quirk of his perfectly arched brows, Emily gave him a saucy look of her own.

"A souvenir implies that you'll only be staying for a little while," she said, playful as she was her heart gave a frightened lurch; Jasyn didn't say anything but he nodded to her couch.

"Go lay on the couch," he instructed and she did as she was told, her head sank into the plush pillows which she had chosen because they went so well with the colour and décor of the room. Now, however, the colour coordination was the furthest thing from her mind. She with thinking about a coordination of another kind as she rested her head in the softness that had been warmed by the sunlight streaming through the window. The sun had yet to set properly and just as Jasyn had wanted to see her bathed in it, she saw him, leaning on that desk, his feet planted firmly on the floor. His strong thighs twitching with the effort to keep under control, his biceps bulging as he laid all his weight on his arms. His silky blonde hair shimmered like silky feathers as he tossed it from his eyes, they were riveted on her, drinking her in, the intensity of that hot stare made her sex bloom for him.

Jasyn felt his throat tighten at the sight of her before him, one he never thought he would witness outside his dreams. The sunset had painted her gold yet her flesh was worth a million times more to Jasyn then that cold metal ever could, she was his everything.

"Jasyn," Emily whispered his name and he straightened on his feet, his legs were unbelievably shaky, he was nervous and excited and insensible with lust. He placed his knee on the couch between her thighs, the other was at her hip, his thick arms went under her and pulled her against his bare chest and held her tight. Her brilliant ruby hair fell over his arm as he pulled her weightless body closer to him and loved that she turned her face up to him, latching his lips on to hers, breath to breath. Emily's hands moved softly down his side and up his back then down to the small of his back where her nails dug in a little, Jasyn arched at the feel and it only made her do it harder. Jasyn lowered her back to the couch and went with her, his cock folded between their stomachs, creating a friction that brought him dangerously close to coming all over them. Emily reached between them and touched his cock; Jasyn lifted himself up on his arms and braced his weight as he swung his hips against her hand. He looked down to see the head of his sex slipping in and out of her fist, while the movement of his body caused her rounded, soft mounds to move with erotic motion. Jasyn stopped moving and keeping his eyes fixed on Emily's flushed face lowered his lips to her nipple, he caught it between his teeth and felt his body tighten when she gasped. Jasyn sucked gently on it and Emily responded by rolling her body and hips under him, she brought her hips up and her slippery sex made contact with his thigh. Jasyn closed his eyes to keep his orgasm at bay but with every suck and lick he gave to her breast, Emily's hand tightened on his cock. Jasyn drew her hand away from his arousal so she instead clung to his back, but that didn't stop the feel of her grinding herself against his thigh. Jasyn returned to her breast and pulled his thigh up so it was tight against her sex, Emily rubbed herself frantically against him until he felt her begin to shudder beneath him, her breathy pants came faster and louder. Jasyn smiled against her breast and drew back to see her tight nipples red and wet from his mouth. Jasyn reared back so he could look down at Emily, her flat, smooth belly contracted every time his fingers skimmed over her skin. She tossed her head back and forth moaning out his name, and didn't that just make him feel like one smug, bad ass, motherf -

"Jasyn!" Emily hissed out when his fingertips circled down to touch the top of her sex, Jasyn let a laugh rumble out of him before he shifted his body so he was in the cradle of her thighs. Jasyn felt Emily pull her legs wider to accommodate his bigger form, he felt her raise her hips and it brought her sleek, slippery wetness up against the blunt head of him. Jasyn's mouth opened on a soundless growl, he bared his teeth and his fangs elongated as his sex parted her and pushed in. Jasyn's body jerked and he let loose a growl as he felt Emily shuddering again as she experienced another orgasm. He waited for her to finish before pushing in further, she was hot, silky and slick and like nothing he'd ever experienced before.

"Oh, God!" he bit out between clenched teeth and Emily threw her head back as he filled her so agonisingly slowly, he stretched her almost lovingly and then he was truly inside her. He became still as if he were simply soaking up the feel of her, Emily arched to make him go deeper and dug her nails in tight at his back and shoulders. She locked her ankles over his body and began to pant, then slowly he moved, pulling out of her was excruciating and her nails scratched welts into his ass. Jasyn arched, his face an erotic mask of pleasure as he smiled when her nails continued to mark him. He pushed back into her and captured her lips hard and he then began to move in earnest, his muscles bunched and released under her hands, his hips plunging and retreating against hers. He pushed down hard on the couch and it creaked ominously but neither of them heard it, he continued to pound into her, causing her breasts to jiggle and her body to scream. Emily felt the next climax rip her body apart and each of his thrusts was met with her own, her tremors had just subsided when Jasyn stiffened, his clenched jaw tightened the relaxed as he came inside her.

Emily hadn't felt a man on top of her in a long while, and she had never experienced a man as heavy as Jasyn, he was like a slab of concrete over her but she relished the feel of him. Jasyn slowly pulled out of her, his breathing rapid and irregular as was hers, Jasyn squashed himself into the side of the couch so he could gather her into his arms. Emily felt his release trickling out of her but couldn't be bothered to get up and find a tissue, so she turned her head and kissed Jasyn's bare chest.

"Thank you," she heard him whisper, Emily grazed her teeth over his pectoral before looking up at him with heavy lidded eyes.

"No, thank you."

Jasyn waited for his heart to slow before shifting so he was laying half on top of her with his leg thrown over hers. He held himself up on his elbow so he could stare down on her. She was looking at him with bedroom eyes and Jasyn knew that just as he was getting hard again, she was getting aroused. He stroked her hair back from her face and kissed her forehead, her nose, her eyes and then a deep kiss on her lips. She nipped his lip as he pulled back and smiled at him saucily, Jasyn debated whether to push her into saying anything to him but he was feeling a little desperate to hear it.

"I got your note that you left on my window," he said softly, Emily, who had been sweeping her hands up and down his back, frowned with confusion.

"What note on your wind - oh! That note," she whispered suddenly comprehending, she laughed, "I didn't even realise I'd wrote that."

Jasyn felt his heart drop, hadn't she -? Didn't she … mean it?

"It was quite a personal little message," Jasyn prompted again and Emily smiled, stroking his hair and his ears.

"What did I write?"

Jasyn felt his stomach shrivel and his body grew cold, he shrugged and cleared his throat to stop him choking on his words.

"I can't rightly remember …" he said not meeting her eyes, she stroked his hair again.

"It doesn't matter," Emily said indifferently, "because you're here now and that's all I want. You know, you owe me big time!"

"Why?" Jasyn frowned at her and she popped him one on the shoulder, he laughed at her efforts to bruise him and she scowled darkly.

"For breaking my heart!" Emily scolded, "I think that's enough to make you owe me some serious TLC! I swear, you have not made falling in love easy, bird brain!"

Jasyn snapped his eyes to hers and blinked, "you … you're in love with me?"

Emily frowned at him as if he baffled her; she drew his head to hers so she could lay a slow, wonderful kiss on his lips.

"Would I have been so hurt if I wasn't in love with you?"

Jasyn allowed his forehead to rest on hers, feeling like he'd been blessed and cleansed by the gift of her love.

"I love you," he sang in her ear before kissing it, he pulled back to see Emily smiling beautifully at him.

I love you too, she mouthed because she was too choked up to talk, but that was okay with Jasyn because he knew she loved him and that was all he needed. Jasyn shifted around on the couch so he was under her and she was laying over him, her head and hand on his heart, just how it should be.

Sometime and a lot of lovemaking later Jasyn lay at the foot of the bed, propped up on his elbow facing Emily, who was leaning back against her stacked up pillows at the top of the bed. All pretence of modesty had left them, not that Jasyn had any to begin with, and the quilt was screwed up on the floor allowing them to revel in each others nakedness. Emily leant back against the pillows, she had one leg bent up and the other stretched straight out and she pretended not to see Jasyn looking hotly between her legs. What she couldn't fail to notice was the prominent hardening of his body, she smiled at him and he rubbed his hand over her thigh.

"What will happen to everyone?" Emily asked quietly, the effort to raise her voice to anything above a whisper was exhausting, plus it was pointless as a luxurious and glowing silence was all that could be heard.

"Happen to who?" Jasyn murmured distractedly, he didn't look up at her but kept his eyes fixated on her calf. He wriggled down in bed so he could rub his face against it, the tip of his nose trailing up to behind her knee as he nuzzled. Emily tried to keep still but found she was ticklish and burst out laughing; Jasyn lifted his eyes to her with a smile and just rested his hands on her legs.

"To everyone at Sanctuary?" Emily continued, her smile dimming as she thought of the danger they were all in now that they were without the Limani. Jasyn's eyes looked slightly troubled as he stared at her leg and traced patterns on her skin with the tip of his index finger.

"I don't know," Jasyn said finally, he flicked his air out of his eyes so he could lock his gaze with hers, his playfulness had gone and the serious Jasyn, the one she'd always been accustomed to, was back.

"Some may flee," Jasyn said he shrugged as if he didn't know and frankly didn't care, "some may stay behind out of some warped sense of loyalty to the Peltiers."

"What about you?" Emily asked, even though she didn't want to.

"What about me?" Jasyn retorted sharply and Emily shrugged, not wanting to voice what was troubling her.

"Will you stay?"

"With the Peltiers?" Jasyn scoffed, "I stayed and fought so that they could keep their precious Limani standing but I owe them nothing. Nicolette was a fool if she thought she could make me believe that we were ever more then a means to an end."

Emily felt her heart squeeze, she hadn't known Nicolette long but the bearswan had always been exceptionally kind to her.

"I don't mean with the Peltiers," Emily said, her words cutting through his ire like the swift chop of the hand through the gossamer threads of a spider's web. Jasyn's face instantly softened and he was looking at her through sparklingly warm eyes, shadowed by his darkly furrowed brows.

"With you?" he asked, there was a lightness to his voice that made him seem almost innocent as he spoke, Emily nodded.

"I'm staying," he stated.

Silence descended with the pair of them smiling lovingly at each other, Emily was the first to break eye contact and turn her face away. Jasyn didn't lower or turn his eyes away, he was quite happy to lay there merely watching her, but he knew the intensity of it would likely freak her out, so he allowed her that reprieve. The smile playing on her soft lips was just too fabulous to Jasyn, it made him want to crawl up to her and do things to her body which were considered thoroughly indecent.

"Are you hungry?" Emily asked and Jasyn smiled wickedly, causing Emily to roll her eyes, laughing at him, "for food?"

Jasyn made a so-so gesture and shifted his legs off the bed, Emily frowned.

"Where are you going?"

"You're hungry," he replied simply and Emily gaped.

"You fetch?" she gasped and Jasyn raised a haughty eyebrow at her, of course the whole I-am-not-amused demeanour was spoilt by the fact that he had a playful smirk on his lips. He stretched and yawned loudly, raising his arms above his head and giving Emily a view of him that was simply sinful. Emily loved how utterly unabashed he was by his nakedness, she had always been the same and it had only been Edward commenting on her strutting around in the nude that made her cover up.

"What do you have in your fridge?" he asked, with an amused look when he saw her clearly eyeballing his ass-sets and other areas too. Emily tried to clear her throat along with her mind, then realised that she had absolutely no interest in food.

"I'm not hungry anymore," she said and got up on her knees allowing the sheet to fall away, she shifted on her knees to the edge of the bed where Jasyn stood before her. Emily languidly raked her nails up his thighs, she laughed in satisfaction when she felt his skin break out in goosebumps.

"You're not?" Jasyn murmured, wilfully playing into her seduction, he stepped closer and cupped her face, "you look hungry."

Emily's eyes darkened with lust and Jasyn felt his rock hard erection twitch as if it wanted desperately to be noticed.

"Well, if you want to sate my hunger," Emily said, lowering her head so she could nip at his abs, she felt his stomach contract sharply at the contact, "just stay right here."

Jasyn let out a noise that sounded like a groan, "you so fucking got it."

Emily laughed, she had learnt that his bad language was usually an indicator of two things, when he was really pissed off or really aroused. By the way his erection was punching at her stomach she wasn't worried about guessing wrong. Emily bit at him again and heard him hiss out a curse, she laughed as she swirled her tongue delicately over the marks trailing down his abdomen, following the small line of hair that was like a sign post leading Emily towards his arousal.

Emily lowered her ass onto her heels so she was eye level with Jasyn's erection; she took a hold of him with a confident hand. Her thumb pressing pressure on his broad tip while her other hand stroked his shaft, Jasyn threw his head back and opened his mouth, letting out a straggled sound.

Emily smiled with satisfaction before removing her thumb so she could leisurely lick over and around the tip of him as though he were an ice cream cone. Jasyn hissed and jerked so violently that Emily almost lost her grip on him; she looked up at him with teasing eyes.

"Everything okay?" she asked and Jasyn nodded, gulping and trying to relax his dry throat. Emily lowered her head again and this time slowly took his entire length into her mouth, Jasyn lost all ability to see or hear clearly, he was in absolute ecstasy. Not once in his adult life had the act of sex been as awe-inspiring as it was with Emily. Sure, he'd had women go down on him before but never had it put tenderness and a thrill in him the way this did. With Emily he didn't want to finish quickly, he wasn't indifferent to whether he finished in her mouth or inside her. In his sexual experience, the women he'd taken had been whores by trade or whores by habit; he'd always considered what happened between himself and the women to be in some way rather dirty. There had been no feeling, no was-that-good-for-you's or do-you-like-it-this-way's. It had been push, ram, thrust, stiffen and out again, the pleasure had been so fleeting he wondered whether it was there at all. But Emily changed all that for him and tonight he felt like it was his first time, rather then those hundred of times before. Where he had never loved, liked or respected any of the women in his past, Emily had all three of those things from him. And what made him even tenderer towards her was not only the fact that she returned those things to him, but that she genuinely wanted to please him. To give him something and make something of these times together that was solely their own, devoid of the seediness and hollowness of casual sex in the back room of a bar. Jasyn speared his fingers kindly through Emily's beautiful, silky hair and gently thrust his hips in a rhythm as she suckled at him. Emily pulled back, her eyes half mast but utterly focused on her task that Jasyn judged she liked from the overwhelming scent of her arousal. She went for the heavy weights hanging under his cock and one by one sucked them into her mouth before running her tongue along the underside of his shaft. Jasyn could feel the pressure building in his shaft and knew it wouldn't be long before he came if she kept doing things like that. Emily straightened and before Jasyn could express to her what he felt, she cupped her ample breasts and moulded them around his shaft, working him between them. The sight of it caused Jasyn to moan and pant; he threw his hand out and caught the bars of the bedstead, gripping it so tightly he felt the metal begin to bend with his hand.

Suddenly the pretty white vase on Emily's dressing table shattered a moment before he did; Jasyn caught himself in time and wrenched himself from her. He fell back against the wall and worked himself with his hand, he was still hard even though he was spent and he looked at Emily through dazed eyes.

"I love watching you do that," she said sweetly, "you're so beautiful, you take my breath away."

Jasyn shook his head as he pulled away from the wall and went to her, she was one of the most intelligent and savvy creatures he'd ever known, but when she said things like that to him Jasyn seriously felt concern for her mental health … even if it did fill his heart with delight. Jasyn went to her, cupping her face and lowering his lips to hers, he sucked at her soft lower lip, taking the taste of himself from her mouth. When he pulled back she smiled at him and stroked a finger over his eyebrow, it gave him the tingles and made him shudder, Emily bit her lip, loving the feminine power she suddenly possessed.

"And you don't have to pull away from me when you … you know," she said pointedly and nodded down at his erect member, Jasyn smiled at her and didn't say anything. How could he tell her that he had done that act with those women he'd been with in the past? It had been the ultimate sign of their degradation and his debauchery that they had allowed him to spend himself over them. The memories filled him with self-loathing. No, he wouldn't ever allow Emily to be so treated; she was worth so much more to him. Jasyn knew he was being a bit uptight and Emily would likely roll her eyes at him if she knew why he didn't want to do that, but he knew she would also be disgusted. Besides, it was the major part of the attraction to her that she accepted him with his idiosyncrasies.

Jasyn crawled on to the bed beside her and sat crossed legged, he leaned back on his arms and gave his lap a nod, Emily smiled and took the hint. She slipped into his lap and locked her legs tightly around his waist; Jasyn loved this position, being able to look up into her eyes as he took her. He did just that, he didn't allow her to break their gaze as he cupped her ass in his hands and lifted her so that she settled over his cock. She made that beautiful noise as he entered her and her flushed cheeks made her eyes glow, he held her tight to him and watched her expression of joy and ecstasy as she began to ride him.

Emily hissed as she felt Jasyn's cock part her sex and enter her smoothly, from this position he was filling her deep and stretching her wide. Emily had never done this position with Edward who had only been her second lover in her life; in fact Jasyn was the most exciting, passionate lover she had ever experienced. And everything about the men in her life before now was bland and boring compared to her hawkswain. Jasyn tightened his arms around her so her breasts were pushed up against his chest and he bent his head to lick at whatever part of them he could reach. Emily knew she would not be able to last long and within minutes of their play she was arching her back and crying out Jasyn's name. At his release Jasyn groaned Emily's name before his whole body went to water and he lifted her lightly and laid her back against the pillows. He went down with her, his body still locked inside hers and he rested his face in her hair.

"Mmm, Jasyn," she whispered sleepily and closed her eyes; Jasyn pulled out of her slowly and dropped carefully to her side, tucking himself against her back. He knew sleep would cause him to shift but he would wait until it snuck up on him and forced him to change rather then willingly let her sleep without his arms wrapped around her.

"I love you, baby," he breathed in her ear and tightened his arms, resenting the fact that he could feel sleep taking over him already.