ROME
Rome stared down at Elora as she slept in his arms, drained from their intense love making the night before. Conflicting emotions warred within him as he admired the tranquility on her face. Bruises from their love making marred her creamy skin but they only made her look even more beautiful than ever.
Last night had been monumental and it only served to confirm that indeed she was his mate.
If that hadn't been true, his beast would have torn her to pieces with the mood he was in. She had looked so glorious naked in the moonlight that he couldn't resist her.
Even now as he thought back to her creamy smooth skin bathed in the glow of the moon, his desire was quickened for her again.
Would this ever end?
Would he always lust after her as he did now?
A cold draft passed over
