Morning came like a splash of cold water doused on warm skin. The sunlight that streamed in through the windows was piercingly bright, not at all shielded by the sheer curtains. I blinked and groaned as the light hit my eyes.
God. Was it morning already? How could time fly by so quickly? I felt like I had barely slept a wink, after the exertions of the previous night. Damon was a beast with insane stamina, and halfway through the night, I thought I would simply pass out and let him continue fucking my sleeping body through the mattress.
I turned around to go back to sleep, but to my surprise, my arms hit solid muscle instead of the soft pillow. There was an echoing groan beside me. I sat up quickly only to see Damon, the mighty alpha of Fangborne, covering his eyes with his arm.
"You're still here," I said dumbly. I couldn't believe my eyes― I had all but expected him to leave me to my own devices the same way he did after our first mating night.
