Chapter 31 - Never Enough [M]

I collapse beside Ember, my chest heaving as I catch my breath. Every part of me feels blissfully worn out, but there's this strange, satisfied energy humming beneath my skin. I roll onto my side, careful not to squash her in her unconscious state, and the thought of "my mate" pulses warmly through me. My mate. The word has a weight to it that makes my chest swell with pride, with an almost possessive joy. Wife. Even the thought of that title sends a rush of satisfaction through me. The woman beside me—goddess, I don't think I'll ever want another soul this badly.