First Morning

1998 Words

"Stop it." Bella giggled, being tickled by the kisses Logan peppered on her neck. Entangled in the sheets and naked with her lover who never let any opportunity to worship her body pass him by, their half-eaten breakfast on the nightstand, could anything else feel so perfect? Of course, their mating process wasn't completed since she hadn't marked him yet, but their last night session broke most of the walls between them. Never had she felt so close or intimate with another being. Their connection was somehow more potent if that was even possible, and even her beast, which usually laid in the dark corners of her mind, felt different, in a good way. It seemed she usually got her zeal whenever they were close with their mate. "Logan!" She squealed when his teeth nipped harder on her mark.

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