Seraphine stirred slowly, her lashes fluttering as morning light slipped through the curtains. The warmth of the bed was matched only by the warmth of Leon's body, pressed tightly against her own. Their legs were tangled together, his strong arms wrapped securely around her waist as if he never wanted to let go. Both were still naked, their skin touching everywhere, bare heat making her cheeks flush the moment she realized.
He's so warm… I feel safe like this… like nothing could ever take him away from me.
She shifted slightly, her face brushing against his chest. His steady heartbeat echoed in her ear, a comforting rhythm that made her chest ache with tenderness. But as she moved again, something pressed firmly against her stomach beneath the blanket.
Her amethyst eyes blinked, then widened.
There, under the sheets, was a massive bulge—thick and heavy, straining against her skin.
G-Gods… is that… already hard? Even in his sleep?
