“It’s morning already, Dylan. We should stop,” Diana plead.

Pushing his face from her chest, he only answered her action by tightening his arms around her waist.

Diana was now lying on top of him. A flimsy robe separated their bodies just because the Alpha wanted to do it inside the tub. She thought she was the epitome of not being innocent after being reborn and all, but her mate brought the word to a whole kind of level.

Though her position was very comfortable for her, Diana’s back was aching like crazy from the hours spent wrestling against each other – not that she did not like it but...