Reading progress update: I've read 37%.
Later that night when we lay together, Eryx took me gently, mindful of my aches and bruises. The competiveness of the day was long gone, and we became lost in the feel of the other—the warm strokes and caresses.
As I came apart in his strong arms, he tenderly kissed my neck and held me close, forever anchoring me to him.
My warrior. My lover. My heart.
1
