Alora woke up with a low groan. She felt a soft arm under her head and turned her head to check. It was Magnus, sleeping peacefully beside her. The memories from the last night flooded her mind and a smile appeared on her lips.
The previous night was more pleasurable for her than her previous times with him. Or should say every time it was a new experience with him? She moved her index finger to his forehead to brush away the disheveled hair from covering his forehead completely.
The moment the tip of her finger made contact with his skin, he jolted awake from his sleep. "I didn't wish to wake you up," Alora promptly said as she curled her finger back.
Magnus planted a soft kiss in the center of her forehead. "Good morning, Love," he whispered, peering into her eyes.
"Good morning." She greeted him back and downcasted her gaze, a faint smile gracing her lips.
