Apollyon also wondered why Ravin was stubborn despite being ordered by his mate to scram.
Well, he shouldn't be that surprised.
Although he wasn't the obedient sort, he had no plans of becoming one so he had no right to judge the golden-eyed devil.
And, if Ravin wanted to take a peek at his mate while she slipped on her dress, the bastard easily could.
The knowledge pissed Apollyon off that he had to look at his mate twice to see if the tempting bits of her were covered.
When Luna traced where his scowl was directed, she glanced down at her cleavage as her hand held the blanket in place.
She raised her chin and gave her husband a questioning glance but he shook his head as if it was nothing.
Apollyon took in her sparkling emerald eyes shielded by thick silver lashes, her straight nose, and her moist rosy lips.
Even the expanse of her skin was as smooth and white as a pearl.
Does it feel good to have a choking kink?