Marsai:
My eyes fluttered open, and the first thing that greeted me was that familiar, comforting scent. The kind that belonged to my mates.
As if on cue, they appeared before me. Ethan was the first to come into focus, his brown hair still dripping wet.
Navian and Miles were right behind him, their shirts casually half-unbuttoned, exposing the powerful curves of their biceps. I couldn't help but feel a heat rise within me. They all looked too good!
Then, my gaze caught Navian’s hands as he carried a tray with a steaming cup.
“Good morning, Queen. How’d you sleep?” Ethan’s voice rumbled, but before I could answer, I caught his eyes lingering for a split second on my chest. A sly grin tugged at the corner of his mouth as he glanced back up at me and realized I'd caught him.
Navian
