The reckoning of a Queen

He laughed huskily at his mate. At her attempt at fierceness when sleep was clearly claiming her. Her wrinkled, angry nose was so incredibly hot that he had to fight the urge to take her then and there. If he wasn't more concerned with being gentle and letting her sleep, he would have as it was, he waited until her breathing had fully earned out and kissed her little angry nose which had begun to relax at last.

"I'll do much more then bite you tomorrow, Lady Love" he promised her softly. And, despite his lust, he really was exhausted. His aching head wouldn't let him forget his injury any time soon. His head throbbed both from that and his mind reorganizing itself. Holding her tight, he eventually drifted off to sleep.