RHYDAR
Holy s**t. I slept till dawn without having a nightmare. The morning sun is out, and I'm still in bed, wrapped in her floral scent. How is this possible? I haven't slept so well in a decade. What sorcery is this? Nova. She did something to me. No, wait...
'...silver-colored mark...' I frown at her thoughts, tightening my grip around her waist, causing her to gasp.
She's up to something again. Mischievous little thing. I can tell even before I open my eyes. The instant my gaze collides with hers, her cheeks turn a bright shade of pink and she looks away. I think I have a new favorite color.
She attempts to shuffle out of my arms, but I don't let her because if she does...she's going to see it.
The evidence of the orgasm she'd ripped from me last night.
I am a hundred percent s
