The sudden cry and the spasming grip of her sex brought him to his own release.  Throwing his head back the Baron of Desidera added his own voice to Felicity's as his hips bucked in the same erratic and needful rhythm that seized her own.  Deep within the girl, his seed spilled forth to coat her insides hotly.<br/><br/>And then he fell back and a look of relaxed contentment softened his features.  His hand came up weakly to stroke her hair and he smiled.  "That's a good girl," he murmured.