Denera
“Morning, little mate,” I was awoken by the most masculine morning voice anyone could ever imagine. I felt strands of my hair being pulled away from my neck.
I gasped as I felt his warm lips press a soft kiss on my skin. My eyes flew open at the sensation, now fully alert.
Shifting into a more comfortable position, I became very aware of Rockan's strong arms wrapped tightly around me, holding me close. The realization of our close embrace sent a shiver through me.
Looking up at him, I smiled at my masked mate. His dark hair was nicely messy, making him look very handsome.
A small smile was on his lips as he met my gaze. "Did you sleep well?" Rockan asked, his finger tracing a light path along my neck.
The tender touch sent a pleasant shiver through me, the slight sting mixed
