CHAPTER 90
ALARIC’S POV
The cold woke me before anything else, and my eyes—still heavy with sleep—glared at the window like it had left itself open overnight.
A ragged breath escaped my nose as I exhaled, turning on my side and instinctively reaching for warmth.
My hand wrapped around Leila, pulling her impossibly closer to me.
My gaze lazily swept over her naked body, one that had shown my love and devotion over and over until tiredness won me over.
I vaguely remember falling into her embrace as my body trembled with the last o****m that drained me of my strength.
I remembered her hands wrapping around me as she held me to her chest, whispering sweet words in my ears as I drifted off in her arms.
The scene of her finding her pleasure over and over again in my arms pl
