Lazarus was feeling so content that he didn't want to go anywhere. If the feeling that he had a mate who he couldn't claim was keeping him at the edge every minute of the day, then the feeling of marking her and claiming her was extremely satisfying and relaxing. He was euphoric and he didn't know what had come over him.
Emma looked like she was flushed. Though he could see ecstasy in her eyes, she looked like she was not in… control. And why was it that even he was feeling out of control. The temperature of his body had risen to an abnormal level and he again wanted to have sex with her. She looked the same. She lifted her mouth and placed a kiss on his lips, making him go wild. He seized her lips in a frenzy and she squirmed beneath him.
