The wolf's heartbeat matched the rhythm of Elisabeth's.
He had a heartbeat, one that reverberated through her as if it was her own.
Her stomach fluttered, her heartbeat fast.
It made her heartbeat elevate, her body sweat.
Her heartbeat seemed too loud in her ears, and she hoped he wasn't able to hear as well as Xander seemed to.
Only this time his lips left hers and wandered to her neck, sending her heartbeat into frenzy.
Her chin trembled at the steady pulse of his heartbeat beneath her fingertips.
The ocean breeze cooled his back, and his heartbeat was synced to the movement of the tide.
His heartbeat was strong and steady, the thick arm wrapped around her as it had been when he held her after they'd made love for the last time before falling asleep.
Afterwards, she snuggled into his arms, content with the sound of his heartbeat and the feel of his arms around her.
Deidre held her breath and hoped her heartbeat wasn't as loud to him as it was to her.
His heartbeat was as steady as the tide, his strength needed when hers was fading.
Her heartbeat was shallow and fast; her head felt like it was in a clamp.
His body was warm against hers, his breathing and heartbeat deep and slow.