The sun peeked it's way through the parted curtains into the room leaving a golden hue on the wall..Lilia's eyes fluttered open, her body aching slightly as she shifted to the other side of the bed. A dull soreness throbbed between her thighs—remnants of the countless times she and Zethan had made love last night. She blinked, momentarily wondering if it had all been a dream. No… it had felt far too real to be one. She sat up quickly, convinced Zethan must have somehow changed her into another nightwear while she slept.
As she lifted her gown, her eyes caught sight of a faint kiss mark just above her thigh. Her cheeks flushed instantly. That was definitely Zethan's doing. It hadn't been a dream—it had been real. Her body's soreness gave it away. Her face burned with embarrassment as memories of how many times they had done it flooded her mind. If she hadn't fallen asleep mid-way, she was certain he would've kept going.
