Author's note: this is from Seraphina's point of view
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Morning with Duke in bed was never so blissful.
We left the glass double doors open and the sound of the waves seeped in, bringing a rhythmical calming sensation.
I was running my fingers over the perfect landscape of Duke's abs while remembering his words from the previous night.
Duke was deep inside me, and I heard him talk through my lustful haze, "You know, Serina…" His hot breath splashed against my ear and just a memory of it gave me goosebumps. "This is also one of the signs that we are mates because mates have an unyielding need to merge into one, and it's never enough..."
I remembered Lazarus saying the same thing about mates, "It's like when a lecherous couple takes a triple dose of aphrodisiac. Any touch, no matter how innocent, sends sparks through their bodies and gets them aroused if the scent alone is not enough. They can't get enough of each other…"
