AGATHA
I scowled at Draven when he kissed my shoulder while I brushed my long hair. He just chuckled as his arms wrapped around my waist, knowing that I couldn't stand properly because of him and what happened between us earlier.
"Please, Draven, just leave me alone for now," I pleaded, afraid that I wouldn't be able to stand straight if he did it again.
"You'll get used to it," Draven replied, and I quietly let out the breath I had been holding, feeling his fingers gently brush against my shoulder.
"When I get you pregnant, you can rest, but I can't promise that I can resist making love with you every night."
I glanced at our reflection in the mirror, my lips in awe. It seemed like Draven had no intention of going to work, as he wanted to claim me every day.
"Don't be so shocked, A
