TRISTAN

I smiled, feeling someone hovering over me. Her breath tickled my ear, and she whispered.

"Time to wake up, Tristan."

A lazy smile spread across my face. "Your Highness," I  murmured. "What brings you to my chambers so early?"

She straddled me. "I couldn't wait another moment," she whispered. "I want you, Tristan."

My hands traced the line of her hips. "You're insatiable, you know that?" I teased, my lips brushing against hers.

Fiona shifted ...