Brittany's POV

Morning comes softly, stirring me awake with a warmth that seeps across my neck and shoulders. Gentle lips brush against my skin, pressing slow, tender kisses that send a quiet shiver rolling down my spine. A languid smile curls across my face as I bury it deeper into my pillow.

"Good morning," I murmur, my voice thick with sleep.

"Good morning, Beautiful," Alexander’s husky whisper vibrates against the shell of my ear. His teeth graze ...