Lyra
My whole body feels different. It's strange but in a good way. I can feel everything, his mood, his feelings and his love for me. I am just watching him sleep, he is some specimen of a man, and he is all mine. I find myself running a hand down his naked back, he moans slightly and stirs.
“Trying to have your way with me when I am sleeping?” Comes the gruff voice of my Mate sending tingles straight to my core. f**k this man is made to sin, all I do is smile as he cracks open one of his stunning sapphire-coloured eyes.
“And if I was? You are mine.” I drag the R out as I know it does things to him with my Russian accent. Maddox visibly shivers, within seconds he has flipped us over and has me pinned to the bed. I find myself giggling, I giggled what the f**k; not something I have
