The first rays of dawn crept through the shattered windows of the dilapidated building, casting long shadows across the floor.
Lyerin slowly opened his eyes, blinking away the remnants of sleep as he took in his surroundings.
The night had been long and intense, the memories of what had transpired between him and Sophia still fresh in his mind.
He hadn't expected to enjoy it as much as he had, and hadn't anticipated the depth of satisfaction that had come from their union.
It had taken hours, hours that he hadn't planned on spending, but now, as he lay there, he couldn't bring himself to regret a single moment.
Lyerin turned his head to the side, his gaze falling on Sophia's sleeping form.
She lay beside him, her body now back in its human form, her skin pale and smooth, her hair fanned out across the pillow like a dark halo.
