Dawn moaned to feel him fill her body, to fill his release within her and she shivered, pressing into him even as his mouth released her flesh. He had marked her, her skin with his hands and teeth, and her very womb with his seed. It was as it should be, of that she was sure, and his words, of his words were what she had been longing to hear for so long. She let out a sigh of pure pleasure and lay, panting in the circle of his arms as thought and reality slowly stole back over her.