Chapter Six

A Dragon. She’d claimed him. And he’d claimed her too. Sunny Daye was mated to a real live Dragon. Holy. Fucking. Amazeballs.

Sunny sighed and stretched. She rolled over in the enormous bed, frowning when she found she was alone. Her body was deliciously sore from the carnal workout she’d gotten. Hell, it had been a long dry spell between lovers, not that anyone compared to her sexy as sin Dragon.

The moon was high in the sky, and she smiled thinking of how they’d spent the day in bed. There had been no conversation. She should be worried, but she felt too damn good just then to indulge in those kinds of pesky and destructive doubts. Besides, he’d given her his bite.

Rising from the bed she looked in the mirror, and her eyes widened. Dev had given her something beside his bite.

“Wow,” she murmured, tracing the shape of the mystical tattoo now marking her skin.