Ezra shut up again. But without falling quiet, obviously. He leaned right back into Ronan. He was there, it was convenient.

And Ezra was gasping between his growls. A time or two, he pushed himself up on his toes and the balls of his feet, as if that would somehow get him something more. It wasn't really a conscious thing. He was racing towards the end anyway. His skin was tingling all over.