When a wolf marks a human…
LEMON
Axel stirred under me, rousing me from my dreams. I put the man to his limits the previous night, and he never backed down. It was one hell of an apology all over our suite. The second round had been just as intense as the first, then the third and fourth slower and sweeter. Afterward, he held me tight to his chest and apologized again, telling me repeatedly how stupid he was and how he would never hide anything from me again.
I wanted to still be mad at him, but I couldn’t as my eyes finally closed last night. I knew Axel was beyond sorry for what he did, and it was hard to be angry with him for trying to protect Peach and me.
“Morning, baby,” Axel rumbled, kissing the top of my head.
“Mmm, morning,” I yawned. It was the last day of our honeymoon.
