This orgasm seared through her, branding her his again and anew. She remained there under him, comfortable with being his, his mate, his partner, his love, without needing to reassert control or her power. But she did roll slightly to her side so that she could lift her head and kiss his arm and his shoulder.

After a few minutes had passed with just the sounds of their breathing, she made a quick gesture with her fingers and a gift box appeared in her hand. "I got you something... ah, something else for your nameday."