River started to wake slowly when she felt her mate nuzzle her ear, making little growling sounds of pleasure as if he adored what he was doing. She could sense his pleasure through their connection, he truly loved doing that.
She groaned in protest; it was too early! She wanted to sleep a little longer. ‘Happy Birthday, my Nixie.’ He cooed in their link and her eyes shot open.
Birthday? Wait, why was she cuddling his pillow when he was behind her? She always woke up on top of him. Shoving the pillow away from her face with disgust, she heard him chuckle at her annoyance; then she groaned. Why was it so light? She needed more sleep, but it was her birthday and birthday meant waffles with mint chocolate ice cream and chocolate sauce and sprinkles…but she was still sleepy!
River whined at
