Chapter 87 Old Fox

　　Xavier

　　The faint light of dawn was gracing the horizon visible from the opened balcony. Faint crisp cold air permeated the room. From memory, his beloved had always preferred the coldness of the fresh morning air.

　　He glanced down, his lips lifted in satisfaction. She was blissfully sleeping in his arms. Naked and warm, snuggled tightly on his bare torso.

　　Last night was all about Mish. Her introduction to intimacy. Though he was still sporting an erection, his beast purred with satisfaction. Drinking from his mate while she was experiencing orgasms was heady. More than the experience of indulging in the most expensive of wines.

　　So far, everything that had to suppose to happen was happening. As it should be.

　　He had no idea how he had exercised utmost control last night, maybe the Goddess had to help him reigned in his instincts, or maybe his willpower to protect his beloved, even from himself had won.