He felt exactly that way. To have her and cherish her. To make love to her and then fuck her. Show her exactly how much he loved her soul and her body.
Katherine called his name as her body writhed from pleasure. Cage barely noticed his own orgasm as he watched in awe. 'So beautiful,' he thought, watching her skin flush and the light sheen of sweat on her body gleam as she repeated his name over and over again.
Orgasms were nice but nothing compared to how she looked when she was swept by passion. Nothing.
She needed moments of peace after that. Breathing heavily until she regulated it and gave him a small, satiated smile. "You look…" she scrunched her nose. Adorable.