Azriel carefully lifted Olivia from the table where she had been lying, her eyes heavy with exhaustion after their makeout session.
He carried her gently to her bed, a tenderness in his touch that spoke volumes of his feelings for her.
This was his woman and he would shower her with all his love.
With utmost care, he placed her on the soft, inviting mattress, arranging the blankets around her.
Staring at her face, the memory of what they just did flashed in his mind.
'She tasted sweet'
He thought.
As Olivia nestled into the comfort of her bed, Azriel joined her, sliding under the covers. He wrapped his arms around her, and she sighed contentedly as they spooned, the warmth of his body soothing and protective.
The night passed in a tender, dreamlike embrace, their breaths synchronizing, and their hearts beating in unison.
