I wake up wrapped up in my mate's strong arms.
He lies behind me, my back to his chest, one hand over my belly. I feel so well-rested. I could spend an entire day in bed like this.
"Good morning," I whisper, stroking his lower arm gently, then I lay a kiss on it.
I expect him to moan sleepily, but instead he speaks with an awaken voice. "Good morning, Luna." He inhales the scent of my hair and then bites my neck passionately.
I get tingles all over.
Then he whispers into my ear. "I want to make us a child."
I freeze at once. Somehow, everything is done more easily in the dark. The morning sheds a revealing light onto the real us.
I tilt my head for 90 degrees. "I didn't know you were awake."
He doesn't go off the topic, but cups my breast instead, rubbing his nose against my ear.
