He appeared behind her, grabbed her from behind and then both fell on the mattress. As much as he wanted to talk to her all night, slumber called.
Nebula, who felt uncomfortable as he slept facing the other side, crawled atop him and rested her cheek on his pulsing chest.
Her tail waved about, a show of her delight and contentment. Grabbing the bed sheet, she covered both of them and purred at the warmth of his body.
The next morning, Cristian opened his eyes, blinking several times to assure that the flawless woman latched onto him wasn't a mirage.
Cursing when he felt his hands were inside the tunic, above her nude ass, Cristian turned around and finally decided to vanish.
The moment he turned back to the bed, he saw Nebula's golden eyes staring at him. Her pitch-black hair created its own quilt on the bed, while her eyes were a bit groggy.
