Ravina lay there, her body still quivering from the aftershocks of her climax. She was breathless, her heart pounding in her chest as though she had just run a mile. Her limbs felt heavy, her body warm and pliant, as if she'd been thoroughly kneaded and then left to rest.
The initial discomfort from Malachi's intrusion had faded into a dull throb. Her skin tingled from where his hands had roamed, his touch leaving behind a trail of heat that seemed to seep into her very bones.
Malachi allowed her to lay there and bask in the feeling until she shivered. "Let's get you dressed before you catch a cold," he told her
