The morning sun filtered through the curtains, landing softly on Kai's face, stirring him from sleep. His lashes fluttered as his eyes blinked open, a low yawn escaping his lips. The haze of sleep slowly cleared, and his gaze drifted to the woman curled beside him.
Amelia lay peacefully, her breathing even, her bare shoulder exposed above the sheets, revealing the red marks that adorned her skin. It was a clear testament that she was his, just as he was hers.
A satisfied smile formed at his lips.
"Good morning, butterfly," he murmured, his voice low and filled with warmth.
Her lashes trembled before her eyes opened, meeting his. At that moment, the memories from the previous night rushed in and she registered the intimacy of their position and the lingering soreness from the night before. A blush bloomed across her cheeks.
He just kept going and going... Agghhh.
Kai chuckled, his eyes filled with amusement. "You're remembering, aren't you?"
