Chapter 43

• Deacon turned his head and crushed her mouth with his. She tasted him, blood, and herself, in her mind there would never be another moment in her life that was more perfect than now.
• When he moved his head and rested it on the pillow, he slowly released her leg and let his weight settle over her. She didn’t care if she couldn’t move or breathe, she was content staying here like this forever.
• After his breathing slowed, he shifted his hips and pulled out of her. Gia turned her head and saw the blood running down his skin, she licked over it slowly. She’d marked him as her mate and there wasn’t the slightest feeling of regret.