Mark me

Everything was happening so fast. Emberlynn could barely keep up with the mating activity as she was transported from one area to another, still within the mating ground.

All those times, Damien was beside her. She was only certain of his presence and did not pay much attention to what was happening beside her.

Who wouldn't give Damien all the whole attention? Standing beside her like a freaking Greek god, ready for war. His looks could rival that of the god Adonis, who, to her, was the most beautiful Greek god.

Yet, he was going to be hers. He was going to mate with her.

Once again, the thoughts of them consummating afterward sent a shiver down her spine, and she gave a visible shudder.

Damien noticed that.

"Are you cold?" he whispered.

Emberlynn resisted the urge to moan as his warm breath teased her earlobe and neck. She shut her eyes briefly, opening them and licking her lower lip. Then she shook her head in response to his question.

"You just shuddered," Damien said.

"I was lost