Diana's POV;
"Take it off." I said, my tone low. "I want your mark on me, Lucian. No one else's."
"What if something happens?" He asked, his eyes dark.
"After all we've been through, I really doubt I'd die from my mate's mark. "
"You won't," Calanthe said. Her voice had a hint of excitement, just a tiny hint. She still has a soft spot for her mate. Thank the heavens.
I couldn't deny how hot my body felt pressed close to him like this. The rough material of the towel helped amplify the sensitivity of my skin. My body has been aching for him for a very long time, and now it's like everything has reached an all time high.
"Lucian," I moaned his name, my fingers tangled in his soft locks. I hoped he would feel it, how much I wanted him. More than anything.
"I'm not losing you," he pres
