Chapter 9: Morning Light and New Hunger (Elena's POV)
Sunlight sneaks through the curtains and hits my face like a slap. I blink awake slow my body heavy and sore in all the right places. The bed feels different now. Sticky. Warm. Smells like sweat and s*x and them. Matteo sleeps on one side arm thrown over my waist like he owns every inch of me. Luca sprawls on the other side snoring soft one leg tangled with mine. Nico is gone probably downstairs making coffee or planning the next way to break me open.
I stare at the ceiling my old glow in the dark stars still stuck up there from when I was twelve. They look stupid now. Childish. I used to lie here and wish for silly things like first kisses and prom dresses. Now all I can think about is how full I felt last night how their c***s stret
