Fiona forced herself not to grin that Solus finally acknowledged her. Despite his denial, his actions could only be interpreted as jealousy, and according to her internal dictionary that covetous feeling only occurred with things people held in value. Which means, despite his claims, he wants me. Or at least her body judging by his ravenous passion. That was just fine by her since she'd spoken the truth. She didn't want a mate or love. Didn't know what she wanted actually other than the chance to feel alive, a glorious sensation that only occurred in Solus's presence.
She also couldn't wait to discover what it felt like to have him inside of her, something she'd imagined countless times since the first time he brought her to climax. Will I enjoy him penetrating me with his cock? It seemed rather sizable. But that knowledge would have to wait for a more propitious moment as the beacon they'd feared she might bear inside her flesh came alive.