He continued thrusting into her throat while she relaxed into the movement, letting his hand control her head. After a moment, he gradually lowered one hand to her throat, tightening his fingers around the pale column and causing her to let out another involuntary whimper. Her eyes flicked up to his, and she felt the moisture at the corners of her eyes as struggled with the effort to not gag around him. His dark eyes held her gaze easily, intense but at the same time warm. Darkness began to encroach at the edges of her vision and she vaguely registered how her focus was narrowed solely on the feel of him thrusting in and out of her and the sight of his eyes. How she had ever thought he had frightening eyes was beyond her now. They were the most beautiful thing she could recall seeing. As her vision narrowed further, they were nearly all she