“Theon,” she breathed. It was more of a moan, and she’d never said his name like that. Not when his lips had been on hers. Not when his cock had been deep inside her. Not when he’d watched her come undone beneath him. His magic strained, pulling at the tight leash he held on it. His darkness wanted more of her light, and he wanted more of her. Then he felt her power tentatively reach back. “Good girl,” he groaned, his brow falling to hers. It was all there was to say. It was all there was to feel.
