Ethan’s POV
I blinked slowly, my eyes adjusting to the soft glow of the morning light spilling through the floor to ceiling windows. The light bathed the room in a hazy gold, soft and almost dreamlike.
The sheets were tangled around my legs, twisted and damp with the heat of our bodies. The scent of s*x and sweat clung to the air, earthy and intoxicating, threaded through with Dominic’s scent, warm and familiar. Every inhale filled me with him.
My body ached. It was a delicious, throbbing soreness that reminded me of how completely he had claimed me the night before.
Beside me, Dominic stirred. His breath washed over my temple, slow and steady, before his lips brushed the curve of my jaw in a featherlight kiss.
The simple touch made me shiver.
“Morning,” he rasped. His voice was r
