Lucy smiled as she felt herself wrapped in Derek’s arms. There was a feeling of contentment that she never had before. It was like being in a safe, warm, cocoon. But there was also something else… a deep desire. The scent from Derek was more intoxicating somehow than before. She opened her eyes to look at his sleeping face. His eyes were closed and his face was right in front of her. Her focus went to his lips that were deliciously right in front of her.
She would be leaving his side soon. She was about to forc.ibly be put on a mate diet. And she wasn’t sure how long she would have to go without him. How long would it be before she could taste his lips? How long before she would bear his mark? If you know you are going on a diet tomorrow, would you not have one
