She kissed him back, her tongue plunging into his mouth to lick the taste of herself off his tongue. Fingers grasped for his arms, his back, his hair, and she squirmed to get closer.

"More," she demanded. Then she found the strength to push him, to roll him over and climb on top of him. Supernatural strength had her pushing him into the bed, her magic coursing through her and bleeding out, charging the air with frantic sexual tension.