He ached for her touch, alone in a way he’d never felt before—in a way that baffled him and left his body in turbulence and his heart confused.His body, he could deal with. The Sentinel who’d initiated him had been as blunt about that as in everything, teaching him the ways of her body—and teaching him about his. “Keep yourself satisfied,” she’d said. “Learn yourself. When you leave this place and join up with the rest of us, you’ll need to know your own needs so you can be a good partner. And you’ll need self-control. You’ll be stronger than most of us—stronger than anyone just plain human—so you’ll need practice, or you’re going to hurt someone.”And she’d shown him, bringing him to the brink of release, leaving him unsated—demanding his attention before she would allow him completion.If he’d been surprised at the intensity of his response to Regan, he hadn’t been surprised at his control. But the twist of emotional pain—the need—That, he’d never felt before.That, he didn’t know how to manage.So he sat on the hill until he thought he could keep the struggle inside.
