Brooke
Dimitri and I sat in the shower after round 1. My fever finally broke, so I took the opportunity to properly wash as best I could before Dimitri stole my loofa from me and scrubbed me down himself.
“It’s not every day I get pampered by my mate.” I purred, feeling the aches in my muscles release their tension.
A pair of lips grazed my marking spot, causing me to melt into Dimitri. “Mmm, babe… Oh my god, babe.” The realization hit me. I thought I had marked Dimitri, and he marked me in return. “Oh, s**t. I marked you, didn’t I?” I winced, tilting my head up to his.
“It’s okay love, you were close, but you missed.” Dimitri chuckled and began washing my hair.
I leaned my head against the wall, closing my eyes. I could feel my fever returning. My stomach turned into knots. My breath
