LUCIAN
Leah's soft snores pull me awake. She’s curled into me like she was born just to fit there perfectly. Her breath is warm against my bare chest as my hand rests over the curve of her waist.
My eyes run down from her closed eyes to her lips. Yesterday's events replay in my head vividly. I remember the way she whispered into my ear that she was mine, always.
Her night gown is slightly opened, so I get a glimpse of her rounded breast. The sweet taste of her smooth skin runs back to my mouth. I've been with a lot of girls as they've always thrown themselves at me after my ex-mate’s death. But none is like Leah. Goddess, I love her.
A kind of peace settles on my mind for the first time in a while. I don't know what to call it, it's like I'm finally able to breathe. It's been a rou
