When we were both sufficiently clean, he stepped out of the shower and we dried off before wrapping ourselves in fluffy white robes. Champagne was back on ice and the bed was adorned with a variety of little cakes and chocolate-covered strawberries.
“Must be nice to be able to mindlink the staff,” I jested, laying down belly first on the bed. He lifted a strawberry to my lips and I took a sensual bite, keeping my eyes locked on his.
We wore that bed out for the remainder of the night into the early morning.
The few hours of sleep I did get were the best I had ever had in my life. Being wrapped in the arms of my mate- my heart, my mind, my everything was finally at peace. It was everything I didn’t know I needed. But the pang of wanting to bare his Mark was lingering. We need to change
