I woke to moonlight streaming through the windows and Skyler's hand tracing lazy patterns on my shoulder. The bond hummed between us, alive and aware in ways it hadn't been before the ceremony.
"You're awake," I murmured.
"Couldn't sleep. Too busy feeling you." His fingers found the bite mark, and I shivered at the contact. "Does it still hurt?"
"Not hurt exactly. It's sensitive. Aware." I turned to face him. "Every time you touch it, I feel it everywhere."
His eyes darkened. "Everywhere?"
"Everywhere." I ran my hand down his chest, feeling his sharp intake of breath through the bond as if it were my own. "This is going to take getting used to. Feeling what you feel."
"Is it too much?" Concern flickered across his face.
"No. It's perfect. Just... intense." I pressed closer, and the
