Sweeney's grin widens wolfishly, and he leans back in to nip at her ear cheekily.

"Good. Is fiú duit é."

He presses his cheek to hers, keeping his breath warm against her skin."

"You're worth it."

His head dips so he can lick the Mark playfully, looking to release her from any emotional discomfort. He'd seen the look, heard her voice. It was enough. Plenty. A seed that's hopefully taken root. Everything he'd wanted and more.