"As much as I love seeing that mark on your neck, it looks sore, please heal it, love," Damon asked as he broke from the kiss, staring at the mark on his mate's beautiful neck. He grinned when Clary raised her hand and healed the mark, leaving a double crescent scarred imprint of his teeth. She stroked her fingers over it, his heart thundering in his chest as he looked at it, beautiful! He thought to himself.

"Are you okay?" Clary asked, noting the shake of Damon arms as she held herself up. She knew it would be a while before Damon knot went down. She tightened her legs around...