Losing My Siren Luna
Killian purrs in my head, pushing forward to check out or mate.
“I do too, but I don’t want anyone else to see her like this.”
“True. She isn’t marked. Other males will want her if they see her like this.”
I want to groan at his reminder. I want to hurry and mark my wife, seeing the affection that others show her constantly, since she is such an easy woman to love, but I know we are nowhere near that stage in our relationship yet. She may allow me to hold her from behind while she sleeps, but if I try anything more she begins to panic, and panic is the last response I want my touch to bring out from my wife.
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