Deidre didn't understand how to balance the two sensations, the physical need that made her want to drink more of him and beg him to make love to her again, and the inability to believe her fate was at the side of the Dark One.
During daylight, when he wasn't fighting the desire to make love to her that grew with the disappearance of the sun.
Though I'm wondering why you're alone on a beach in the moonlight without someone to make love to you with a bucket list like that.
One day, he'd be able to make love to his mate at will and kill the Ancient that almost killed her.
Sometimes you make love to the Code and sometimes you fuck it.