But underneath the mortification was something else. Something she really didn't want to examine too closely.
Satisfaction. Deep, bone-level satisfaction that she'd never felt before.
Ethan had never....
She cut that thought off immediately, but it came creeping back with insistent clarity. Ethan had never made her feel like that. Their intimacy had been... adequate. Pleasant enough. She'd enjoyed it distantly, had found release occasionally, but it had never been...
Never been earth-shattering. Never been so intense she'd literally lost consciousness. Never left her feeling thoroughly claimed and satisfied in ways that made her entire body hum with contentment despite the soreness.
Kade had reduced her to a sobbing, begging mess. Had wrung pleasure from her body until she'd had nothing left to give. Had been absolutely feral and demanding and overwhelming.
And she'd loved every devastating second of it.
