Lycan Prince Luther's POV:
I watched her sleep, my mate. My beautiful, stubborn, infuriating mate. If I was being honest, she exceeded my expectations in staying conscious until now. Most wouldn’t have lasted half as long.
I've had years to perfect this punishment, though never with my body. There were machines I created to help the job.
I would have used one of them on her, but this was my mate. She deserved first hand experience from me.
I brushed a damp strand of hair from her forehead, letting my fingers linger against her skin. She was warm, still trembling slightly, her body adjusting, learning. I leaned down and pressed a soft kiss where my touch had just been, breathing her in.
The bite I gave her earlier was already healing, a perfect imprint of me on her. Temporary for now.
