"Every time I look into a mirror." Humility had no place in her bed so she certainly wasn't about to entertain it. Not even for a moment. Her grin is predatory despite her position, his hand fisted in her hair, and she digs her nails none too gently into the flesh of his arm. It's not enough to draw blood but it's enough to sting.

"Such sweet words you say. I could lose myself in them if I were so inclined."