Ashlyn
I awoke, snuggled into Mason’s chest and couldn’t help but smile. He was still asleep, and I could hear him softly snoring. I started lightly tracing my fingertips over the contours of his muscles. The bond flared to life, and my whole body heated. Everywhere our skin touched, my skin would tingle and come to life. I knew when Mason finally woke, he’d be able to smell my arousal. There’s no way not to be turned on by this god of a man lying barely dressed beside me.
I wanted to know what time it was since no light was trying to shine through the curtains. I don’t even remember falling asleep, but it was the most restful sleep I think I’ve ever had. Sleeping beside Mason felt right. Being around him felt right. And I loved how our scents mixed fresh wildflower forest after the rain
