Chapter Seventy. Mars.
Mars’ Point of View.
I devour my mate’s lips, the taste of her making my already hard length stiffen so much it is almost at the point of pain. My whole body shivers with a desperate need. A heat as hot as any furnace burns rises in my blood. It burns away the last of the negative doubts I have about contacting the royals because I know I am doing this not just for me but for her. My beautiful mate. The soft mewl that comes from her lips as I break the all-consuming passionate kiss, and big to pepper little ones on her jawline, before trailing them down her neck.
Davina’s hardening n*****s poke through her swimming costume, as I reach the spot on her neck that bares my mark. As I suck on it the scent of her arousal increases tenfold, filling the air around us. T
