As dawn broke and the sun stretched from the clouds, the light basked her face, waking her up. Immediately she opened her eyes, her orbs stirred like liquid gold as they locked into Zamiel's.
The feel of his warm, thick feathers shrouding her naked form like a blanket acted as a protective shield while she was snuggled in his embrace. The feel of their naked skins rubbing against each other suddenly jolted her memories of to last night.
Reminiscing over what had transpired between them, her face heated up with a red tinge rapidly brushing her cheeks as she averted her gaze from his face down to his chest.
With a tiny voice, she breathed out the words "Good morning." in a barely discernable whisper.
Remembering the loud shameless moans leaving her lips only left her more mortified, but she wouldn't regret a single thing that had happened between them the previous night.
