"Goddamn, you're hot when you get your Alpha badass on," Kate purrs, and then trails off into a hot, breathy moan. Seriously, there's nothing hotter for her than him needing her like this. Losing himself in the pleasure he gets from her. It's the good side of him being overprotective when she's hurt that when she's not, he's possessive as fucking hell.

She twists and writhes under him, every little dark bruise in her skin driving her up. Yeah, it's a little kinked, but she gets off on him losing control. Sue her. It's the British thing.