Lana
My eyes feel heavy as I slowly awaken. I do a full-body stretch before I tuck my head closer to Lucifer’s neck. His fingers traverse gently down my spine, and his chest rises and falls with steady breaths. After a moment, I glance up at him from the fringe of my lashes. He must feel my gaze because he stops caressing me and smiles, “Good morning, mate,” he mutters huskily.
A corresponding smile stretches across my lips. Even with all of the things happening, I can’t help but feel extremely contented to be in my mate’s arms. It also makes something inside of me heal when he calls me his mate.
Lucifer angles us both to face each other and slides his fingers down my face with a gentle expression. “How are you feeling, luv?”
Biting my lower lip, I slide my hand up to his waist unti
