Rylan's POV
The night felt endless, yet it passed in the blink of an eye.
I lay behind Lilith, my arm draped over her waist, my chin resting in the crook of her neck.
I didn't sleep a wink, too hyper-aware of every breath she took, the steady beat of her heart, the whisper of blood beneath her skin.
Her sweet, warm scent filled my lungs—a balm to my soul.
Then, her soft body went rigid against mine. Her breathing hitched.
She was awake.
She tried to hide it, but the frantic drum of her heartbeat gave her away.
A smirk tugged at my lips. I shifted closer, letting my hot lips brush the sensitive skin of her neck. My tongue darted out for a taste.
"Morning, Lilith."
She flinched, trying to subtly pull away from my touch. I let her think she was getting away with it, holding her ti
