The next morning, I woke up tangled in Talon’s arms, feeling more rested and content than I had in years. Sunlight streamed through the curtains, casting a warm glow over the room. I tilted my head up to look at Talon, admiring the way his long dark lashes fanned across his cheeks as he slept.As if sensing my gaze, his eyes fluttered open, green meeting blue. A slow smile crept across his face.“Morning, angel,” he murmured, his voice rough with sleep.“Morning,” I replied softly, unable to keep the smile off my face.Talon’s hand trailed lazily up and down my bare back, sending shivers through my body. “How are you feeling?” he asked, his eyes searching mine.I stretched languidly against him, assessing the damage. I giggled, “I don’t think I’ll be able to walk right for a week, and yet, I feel amazing.”His cock twitched against my hip at those words, and I laughed again.“However, Mister fucking Sex God,” I said, rolling over and straddling his stomach, “I need a shower - and some
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