Elara POV
The first rays of dawn filtered through the heavy curtains of my chambers, painting the room in soft golds and pinks. I stirred slowly, my body aching in the most delicious ways sore muscles from Kael's relentless thrusts, tender skin from his grips and bites, and a deep, satisfying fullness in my p***y where his c*m still lingered from the night before.
The mark on my neck throbbed faintly, a warm pulse that synced with my heartbeat, reminding me of the soul-deep connection we'd forged. I was his now, marked Luna, and the bond hummed between us like a living thing, sharing flickers of his contentment and protectiveness even in sleep.
Kael lay behind me, his massive frame curled around mine in a possessive spoon. His arm draped over my waist, hand splayed across my lower bel
