Lying breasts pressed in his arms wasn't that bad. I mean apart from the immensely arousing heat coming from his body, or his manly evidence pressed against my thighs which was a constant reminder that I was lying next to a man, Leonis Rein.
Apart from all these, it wasn't that bad.
I had thought I would never find sleep. I laid in his arms, my head on his chest, I could feel and hear the rhythm of his heart, the calming beat. He was like me, I realized. He too had a heart, beating, pumping blood.
It was sort of reassuring. The calmness of his breath going in and out over my head was soothing. And I guess at some point, I had completely relaxed and had fallen asleep. I slept so damned well that I didn't sense what he was doing to my tired body!
