The Struggle Is Real

Adeline I stare down at my naked mate while my legs straddle him on the bed, in total awe at the perfect man in front of me. The mating ceremony had gone off without a hitch, powerful yet uniting at all once. My eyes wander to the floor where my gorgeous sequin gown lay in a pile. I chuckle to myself, the dress that I loved so much lasted only a few hours before Alpha Jaxon got his hands on it. By now, we had spent much of the afternoon consuming our mate bond. It had undoubtably been the best afternoon of my entire existence. I rub the pad of my thumb over the my mark on his neck, happiness fluttering in my chest. He was mine and I was his. “Mmm”, he moans, carefully opening his eyes. “See something you like mate?”, he teases and flips me over. His hands crawled up to my sides and I jolted in surprise when he began tickling my bare skin. “Please Jaxon, please stop”, I yelp out desperately. “Would you like to continue doing something else?”, he asks with a playful wink. I smack his che