Her eyes widened. He regretted that he'd pulled her out of orgasm and into fear so quickly.
"What's that supposed to mean, the forest is awake?" She pushed at him, her panic fluttering around her, teasing the very air.
Axel could feel it, an energy seeking something to act upon. The power hungered and undulated, encouraging her fear in the hopes it would get out.
"Get it under control," he murmured.
"What?"
"Your power." He gave her a soft kiss. "You're letting it run things. Control it."
She blinked at him. "I can do that?" The curious query quelled the roiling power.
"It's yours. You get to shape it." Someone had to teach her, or it would leash her, and bad shit would happen.
He rolled to his side, hating the loss of connection inside her body. He drew her near, the feel of her smooth and warm body pleasing. They lay spooned, skin to skin, which meant she looked across the water.