Chapter Twenty Six
"Consideration"
Damon couldn’t resist tasting me in the shower, so now—as we sit together in the bathtub, surrounded by warm water and bubbles—I can’t even sit up on my own. I’m leaning back against Damon’s chest with his arms wrapped around me, and his hands occasionally gently caressing my breasts and neck.
“You have the most beautiful, perfect body,” he whispers in my ear. I smile even though I’m on the verge of falling asleep.
“Why didn’t I know you were into the kinky stuff all this time?” I ask.
I’ve known Damon for almost two years now, and even before I knew we were mates, we were very close—best friends, even. He literally saved my life, and he’s had my gratitude for pulling me into a new and much more fulfilling life ever since. I thought I knew everythin
