There were plenty of times when Lust took her time, but now wasn't one of them. She did want Lingormr, and she wanted this. She didn't entirely understand the concept of catharthsis, but she knew she was full of feelings and emotions she didn't understand and couldn't get out properly. So much had built and this was the outlet that had presented itself.

And she wanted him. She wanted him and she could have him and no one could tell her no.

It was such a strange and new thing, being held in the arms of a man who didn't give a whit what she could do for him, or what wealth and power she could bring. She clung to him, pressing herself against him as her lips parted beneath his.