The morning sunlight filtered softly through the curtains, warming the sheets and stirring me awake. I blinked, gradually taking in the room, my senses still heavy with the memory of last night.
Glancing down, I smiled at the sight of Aurelia nestled against me, her hair tousled and falling over her eyes, her breathing slow and steady. My body felt deliciously sore, a reminder of every wild, heated moment that we'd shared.
Just the thought of it had me biting back a grin. We'd been…enthusiastic, to say the least, and I had a strong suspicion that our "enthusiasm" hadn't exactly been quiet.
The walls in Ciara's castle may have been sturdy, but I doubted they'd been prepared for the two of us. I stifled a laugh, imagining the looks we might get from the others this morning.
