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“R-really?”

The raw, masculine heat coming off of him sends zaps of primal energy through my nerves.

“And I’ve been wondering if your sweetness is the same delicate shade of pomegranate as your delicious lips.”

“Oh-h?” I nearly croak as his hands lift my nightie above my head.

He sweeps the pad of his thumb across my lips with a grin.

“I won’t stop pleasing you until your essence is dripping off my chin. I’ll work your ripe nipples over with my teeth and make you squirm and moan for me, and then…”

He sweeps a finger down the seam of my panties, zaps of fire racing through my center with his defiant touch.

“I’m going to sink inside of you, slow and sweet, let you adjust to my cock filling your body, and then I won’t let you forget whose precious little mortal you are.”

“Oh.” My brain short circuits with his words.

“I need to taste you”

“Ohhhh.” I moan.

I can’t believe I’m in my bedroom with a man.

Not just any man.

Morpheus.

“You smell like heaven.” The words husk past his sculpted lips before he bends and presses them to the fabric right over my pussy.

My body nearly melts into a puddle of need in his arms.

I don’t think I can stand anymore, and he must sense it because his hands cup at my ass cheeks, pulling me a little closer to him, his hot breath spreading across my heated skin, flaming out in waves of pleasure as my muscles mold to his hard body.

“I haven’t been able to get you off my mind.” He utters the words so quietly it is almost as if he resents saying them.

“Well, good. I’ve been pretty damn preoccupied too.”

I push my fingers into his long hair, tugging softly when his eyes cast up my body and catch mine. They glimmer with something, something almost a little haunted, before they warm and his smile turns up in that cocky grin I’ve come to love.

“You’re my sweet angel, my saving grace, and you don’t even know it.” His eyes flare when he stands in one swift movement and hooks his arms under my thighs, hoisting me around his waist.

I cling to him instantly, like I’m meant to be there. And maybe I am. For the first time ever, I feel like maybe I’m right where I belong.

“Just one look from you unchains something in my heart. Something painful, something I’ve used like a cage to protect myself.”

His hands searching my skin as if he might find answers to something there.

“But there’s no protecting myself from you.” He kisses at the hollow of my neck. “There’s no hiding myself from you.”

I let out a sigh, my nipples hardening to tight little peaks when his hand whispers across my skin.

“And you’ re so responsive to my every touch.”

He purrs at my neck, one hand dusting across the bare skin above the waistband of my panties again.

“Just your breath on me makes me feel things I’ ve never felt before.”

He places a kiss at the vein throbbing in my throat. “Makes me want things I’ve never wanted.”