When he pushes into her, he pauses and his shoulders twist. With a long groan, his wings emerge and unfurl, black enough to swallow the night sky. The deadly claws on the arc of the wings are only inches above her face. She’s used to it now, but she still experiences a stabbing jolt of fear every time she watches it happen. His wings flare out when she tenses around him and tangles her arms and legs with his.