She was overwhelmed. There was no other word. He held her body with his - his strength and his power and his heat all sinking into her. It was too much and too good and part of her mind screamed to shut it out and pull away and hold on to the last bits of control.
He felt her tense, his fingers lacing with hers. “Let go.” he whispered against her neck, and with a moan she did, trusting, accepting, taking all he gave her and pouring herself out in return.