I'd always met Birsha's clients' releases with them, could not prevent myself, and every moment had been a personal betrayal, my mother's gift transformed to a curse. This was not. It was relief. I might not have met my own finish without Asterion, too tired and too lost in my head, but he threw us there together, and I wept and clutched his back and went spinning into the oblivion with a terrified gratitude. The power was startling and incredible, not a bucket but a flood, my breath stolen as my hunger from so many years caved under the pressure of our shared pleasure, earnest and delighted
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