Marked by fate
The thought has my thighs clenching, and Xander and Lincoln both turn to look at me sharply.
“Whatever you’re thinking about, baby girl, you need to stop. Lex is awake and very eager to claim his mate. If you keep smelling that delicious, I might just have to lay you out on this table and feast on you instead of breakfast.”
I moan quietly at the thought, his words doing absolutely nothing to calm me down.
“Goddess, Linc, stop, or I might just do that,” Xander groans from the stove, spatula in hand and apron on, as he bows his head, breathing deeply.
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