52-Thorne POV
She was so beautiful as she lay splayed out on the bed, her hair wildly spread around her. Looking down at the beautiful woman I married, my mate, my heart, I didn't see the ugly scars that she felt. I saw strength, courage and tenacity. I saw the skin of a warrior mother, one who has displayed time and again that she would do anything for those she loves. In her eyes, I saw the burning desire of a woman in pain, one who desperately wanted to feel needed and beautiful. Her wish...is my command. If it takes an eternity together, I will do whatever I need to so that she can feel like the whole woman she is. The beautiful woman she is.
Her lips part as her hips thrust forward, begging me to touch her, to relieve her of her need. I hold her with my gaze, knowing that in this
