THIRD PERSON POV
Anya turned recklessly on the bed, swinging her arms. Her legs were curled up against each other as she lazily opened her eyes slowly. A frown creased her face as she noticed she was the only one on the bed.
She looked across the room, expecting him, but it was empty except for her. She yawned involuntarily as she got up from the bed. The memories of last night flowed in her brain in a rush as she remembered every little detail.
She knew her mate was struggling hard not to mark her, and she was on the verge of giving him the go-ahead when she experienced a climax. If not, she would have been marked by now. She looked at the bed sheet and saw the claw marks on the sheet. He must have held himself so hard not to mark her.
She was feeling happy and blissful,as a soft smil
