21- The Truth (Book 3)

Rowan’s pov:

The girl in my arms was sleeping soundly. She was making me feel like my arms were the best place where she could get that deep sleep. She was making me feel like I was a safe haven for her.

That fuc*ker Colter tried to take away her spirit. Her soul. But she did it. She defeated him. The day she called me for help, I knew how much courage she must have gathered to do it. To type that single message. That single word.

“Rowan!” she murmured in her sleep and stirred in my arms.

“Go to sleep, Sophie. You are safe.” I said and closed my eyes but the she-devil close to me, kept rubbing herself against me intimately.

“Soph!” I whispered and she made a pout in her sleep and opened her sleep-filled hooded eyes to look at me, “Go to sleep, love.”

I tried to control my desire shooting up by her touch. She shook her head and started rubbing her cheek against my chest skin.

“You smell amazing, Rowan.” She started kissing my chest and then climbed up to bring her face close to mine, “