To Kill The Shadows

Bianca's mouth fell. She raised herself on him and stared at him with wide eyes. Her skin tingled with emotions that cruised through her body. Her husband, her mate—he was too good to be true. "How can this be?" she asked, fingering his hair. She loved them from day one. 

"That is how I am tuned to you Bia," he said softly, almost in a whisper. 

Bianca moved up his chest and lowered her lips to his. She closed her eyes when the kiss deepened. When she pulled away, she rested her head on his forehead. "I hope my dream doesn't get busted." 

His hands curled around her waist. "No Bia… I hope my dream doesn't get busted. Right now I am living my dream, my fantasy. I want it to last for a long time." His shoulders shuddered. "Now do you understand?"