I woke to sunlight streaming through the cabin windows and Duke's arm heavy across my waist, his hand splayed possessively over my stomach. His breath was warm against my neck, and I could feel him already hard against my ass.
"I can feel you thinking," he murmured, his voice sleep-rough and sexy as hell.
"I'm not thinking. I'm enjoying."
"Mmm." His hand slid lower, fingers tracing lazy patterns on my hip. "What are you enjoying?"
"This. You. Not having to rush anywhere." I pressed back against him, feeling his c**k twitch in response. "No one needing us for at least a few more hours."
"A few more hours?" His teeth grazed my shoulder. "Baby, we're not leaving this cabin until tomorrow morning at the earliest."
Heat pooled between my thighs. "Is that an order, Alpha?"
He growled, the
