It was still sensitive, but the pain was subsiding, being replaced with more pleasurable feelings. She could not say that she loved Guy of Gisborne, but her hand moved to cup his cheek for a moment, thumb running along the cheekbone.
When his hips shifted, Marian's moved as well, and when they began moving with more of a regular rhythm, she leaned up, capturing his lips in a kiss once more, her eyes sliding shut with a soft gasp as his weight shifted, hitting a pleasurably sensitive spot.