Gwen’s head was still foggy as he continued to move within her. Her cries still filled the room but the odd occurrences had become less intense. Cheeks flushed and lips parted she leaned against him when he changed positions shuttering in evident pleasure as he hit that one spot inside her. It wasn’t long before another orgasm was threatening to overtake her and she began to move with him gripping the furs tightly once more. “D…darius.” She gasped out eyes fluttering shut.<br/><br/>All too soon he tensed and began to flood her channel with his hot seed. Moaning loudly she tensed as well as her inner muscles clamped down once more gripping him tightly. The runes flared to life with a light so intense it was nearly blinding. It lasted for all of a second before blinking out of existence leaving spots dancing before her eyes.  She could feel the thrum of his energy just beneath her skin as surely as he could feel hers. Just this small dose and she had no doubt that the mines would be his with just a few spells and a tiny ritual.<br/><br/>“I will admit that had to be the best I’ve had in ages and your energy…is incredible.” She said breathlessly and raised a hand gesturing to the glass vase that shattered upon her first climax, the pieces gathered themselves up and the vase reformed back on the pedestal as though it had never been broken in the first place.<br/><br/>“Can you feel mine?” she questioned pressing a hand over his chest “Here.” And then raising it up to press against his temples. “And here.” While her power would feel like a gentle pressure against his temples and above his heart, his danced like electricity wild and uncontained beneath her skin. Untrained magic eager to be used. Never had she done the power exchange with someone else who had magic in their bloodline, it was much different than exchanging with someone who had no magic.