FIA
I woke to the feeling of eyes on me.
My lids felt heavy, but I forced them open. The first thing I saw was Cian. He was propped up on one elbow, watching me with an expression I couldn't quite read. Soft but intense. Tender but hungry.
"Like what you see?" I asked, my voice still rough with sleep.
A slow smile curved his lips. "You can sense what I feel through the bond. Have a look for yourself."
I did. I reached out through that invisible thread connecting us and felt the wave of desire hit me like a physical thing. It was warm and thick and absolutely ravenous. My breath caught.
I chuckled and shifted closer to him. My hand found his chest, and I let my fingers trace lazy patterns across his body. "Well, well. Someone's feeling insatiable today."
His eyes darkened. "Can you blame me?"
"Not particularly." I leaned even closer until my lips brushed against his ear. "Especially when I'm feeling the exact same way."
