Ocean's Breath Plateau how long can you hold your breath?

his eyes closed slowly, a small gasp escaping his lips as she pressed herself alongside him. she would be able to hear the groan caught in his throat when she pressed her muzzle there, taste the musk-sweet scent of his pelt. he followed her without thinking much, inexplicably--yeah, right--drawn to her, a river to its end.

once nestled in the shadows of the rock, he set upon her like a man long hungry faced with a feast, running his mouth along her body if she permitted, grazing his teeth gently across her skin. he pressed the bridge of his nose against a rear thigh, breathing in the heady smell of her. so warm, so close. he hadn't had a woman since--

so tight. alarian flashed through his mind suddenly, and he recoiled, emotional pain breaking through his physical stupor. then dawn's amber eyes, and a glowing blue. . .coelacanth. the iron tang of her blood in his nostrils. the ice in her voice. it shivered through him, turning his veins--so hot, just before--to cold labyrinths through his body, rooting him to the ground.

he sighed, a sobbing sound, and tried to claw his way back into the present, trying--trying--