Azriel’s POV
She looked perfect…...just perfect. There was no other word for it. Lifting my weight off herself, I climbed off of her, making her whimper in response.
The sight that lay in front of me…...her sprawled out on my bed.
She seemed to still be in a haze and didn’t notice me standing in front of the bed and just gawking down at her. Her eyes were half-closed, her swollen red lips curled up in the most adorable pout, her beautiful hair cascaded down her shoulders in waves.
My favorite feature of her was definitely her wild, disheveled state, especially her disorderly black dress which had bunched up at her waists, exposing her lean, slim legs, giving way to toned thighs which seemed quite kissable.
“Azriel ?” Claire called out to me, her voice breathy. When she saw me sittin
