For someone who has been without for so long, just the weight of his body above her seems deliciously strange, and that he fits so well against her, like they were carved from a single branch of rowan, makes her forget all the reasons why she shouldn't be here, indulging. He's mortal, he's from another world.

He's giving himself so completely, taking just as thoroughly in return, she wonders how she lasted without something that feels like sustenance. He makes her feel human again, and the pleasure twisting tighter in her belly only just begins to rival that sensation.

Slow and steady, and strong, she rises, letting him take her there one heartbeat at a time.