The first ray of sunlight spilled through the wide curtains, casting a soft golden glow across the spacious bedroom. Mirabella stirred slowly, her eyelashes fluttering against her cheek as she realized the heavy warmth around her waist wasn’t a blanket but a strong arm. Her breath hitched as the night before returned to her in flashes; his dominance, his punishing touch, the way he had claimed her with a fire that made her body ache even now.
She tried to move gently, to slip from his grasp, but the steel band of Hunter’s arm didn’t loosen. He only pulled her closer, his chest pressing against her bare back, the heat of his body wrapping her like a cage. She had nothing on except the small towel he had wrapped around her last night. It barely covered her thighs; she was as good as naked i
