The pain was sharp, but real, too, and that was good. He let out a hiss at the sensation--the pain of the mark, but the pleasure of her movements. Another work in contradictions.

Well, you know how much I enjoy the last word.

Companion. Friend. Ally. Reinette had so many titles in his mind already, adding 'Lover' to that mix seemed easy, even redundant. They had been lovers before, perhaps only once physically, but mentally? They had connected in ways more intimate many, many times before.

His tongue slid up her sternum, then back down, tracing her breasts, adding the sensation and the taste to his memories.