She lay on her back, eyes closed against the harsh moonlight.
He hovered above her, suspended on his elbows so his weight didn’t crush her.
The moonlight cast a beautiful glow over his mate, a lazy sort of peace washing over the two of them. She sighed, eyelids heavy as she gazed up at him, squinting slightly.
“I love you…” he murmured quietly, dipping his head to capture her lips gently. They kissed slowly. They had all the time in the world.
A low purr rumbled from her chest, “I love you too….”
He leant on one arm, the other tracing patterns down her arm. Her eyes slipped shut again and she let out a soft laugh.
“You’re beautiful,” she murmured, lips barely moving. Her body felt so heavy and she was so relaxed.
“You’re more beautiful…” he countered, and she laughed quietly, hands winding around his neck and pulling him down. She didn’t mind the weight – it was comforting, having his solid