Bel roused again two days later, calling harshly for Emma. She tumbled to his side from the shower, still dripping, and he pulled her quickly into his arms, desperately licking, kissing and running his hands over her.
"Where's Lucian?" He asked hoarsely.
"Getting food." Emma replied with a moan. Bel's need was apparent and strong. Emma could almost feel it thrumming between them.
"Your power is awakening." Bel murmured against her lips.
"I thought we'd established that already. You, me, Contract." Emma replied, letting her head fall back as Bel nibbled her neck.
"Not your Innate gifts. The gifts I bestowed upon you when I Claimed you." Bel growled. "You, my goddess, are waking up." He let his teeth slide along the juncture of her neck and shoulder and she shuddered. Emma
