Dante seemed to want to take his time with me to make it up for the past month. I truly wanted to let him but I did not know if I would be able to resist. It had been long and I wanted him. We used to not be able to refrain from touching each other before I got pregnant and lately... We barely had any time to even see each other. I missed my mate but I understood that our safety had to come first. Right now though, I could be a little selfish.
"Dante..." I sighed inbetween kisses.
"Yes?" He purred.
"I want a taste."
He growled low against my lips but he made us roll so I was on top. His eyes were starting to bleed to a buttercup yellow as he was waiting for me to move.
I started unbuttoning his shirt, then I let my fingers slide down his sculpted chest. I could see the new scars but i
