Warning: Mature content in the chapter
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The cave lay quiet under the silver wash of moonlight that slipped through the hides at the entrance. Aurora stood near the stone bed, her skin still warm from the tribe's stares and the weight of Asher's claim.
The new mark below her navel throbbed with every breath, like a fresh brand that matched the previous one on the side of her neck.
Asher's broad frame filled the space in front of her. His chest rose and fell as he watched her with eyes that had already stripped away every layer between them. As he stepped closer, one of his hands slid around her waist to pull her flush against him.
