She was now warm, and feeling that heat from her lover's body. Ashen was large enough to fill all of her field of vision, but she liked his presence, so protective and reassuring. His height was matching hers, and his thick arms were so nice to caress with her hands too. It felt like a mile away to cross his shoulder and his back to get back to his nape, her fingertips meeting the few bumps of his scars on the way there. She had never thought such a muscular body could be so attractive. Perhaps because she had grown up around toned people, Cessilia was just now realizing the beauty of a perfectly defined muscle moving, the silent strength that emanated from it. Ashen seemed like he could carry the world on his shoulders, and she liked that. She didn't want a man who would need her more tha
