He felt her start to shake, felt her tighten around him, and for that moment he felt all his focus swing around toward her, toward what was happening to her, toward what he was making happen. And it was so immense, so wonderful, that after a few more hard thrusts he was flying after her, crushing her against him and gasping something strained, incoherent.

"Lily," he breathed, as he started to loosen. He smiled against her jaw. "Oh, my... God."