Lucien's POV

It felt strangely cold for a moment when I opened my eyes after that intense night. Bianca clung to me as if I were the only thing keeping her grounded, her delicate hand still wrapped around my morning hardness even in her sleep. Even in her dreams, she wanted to be close—desperate to hold on to me.

I got off the bed the moment my release settled, my chest heaving. Bianca lay sprawled across the sheets, her body glistening with satisfaction, but my mind was already ...