I groan slightly as the warm body underneath me moves. My eyes slowly open to see the soft morning light illuminating my mate beside me as his soft lips press against my temple. My body felt sore, and a slight tinge of pain in my neck brought back the memories of last night. Tate and I have mated and marked each other.
A grin spreads across my face as I nuzzle against Tate's neck, catching sight of the mark I left on him. I felt whole, with Tate being completely mine and me being completely his.
"Good morning, beautiful," Tate whispers, his hand running through my hair gently. I close my eyes, relishing in his pampering, letting out a yawn.
"Good morning, baby," I reply, my voice laced with sleep. For a few minutes, we just lay in bed enjoying each other's silent company and tak
