Morning light filtered softly through the cabin windows, pale and golden. Selene woke first to the quiet crackle of the last embers in the fireplace and the solid warmth of Orion’s body beside her. His arm lay heavy across her waist, his breath steady against the back of her neck. For a long moment she simply stayed still, memorizing the weight of him, the scent of him, the rare peace of waking without the palace already calling.Orion stirred a moment later. His golden eyes opened slowly, still heavy with sleep, and when they found hers a small, real smile curved his mouth.“Good morning,” he murmured, voice low and rough.He leaned in and kissed her—soft, unhurried, the kind of kiss that said he had all the time in the world. Selene answered it, but when he began to pull back she followed, lips parting, a quiet sound escaping her throat. Orion paused, reading the request in her eyes, then gave her exactly what she wanted. The second kiss was deeper, slower, full of the lingering hea
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