Thessalia POV

Coming to, she refocused on Dirge’s face, on the quilted bedspread with a forest pattern, and the stars painted on the ceiling. And his manhood nestled against her, becoming like a hot firebrand as she stirred beneath him.

“Welcome back,” he said, brushing her hair out of her eyes.

Feeling the wonderful ache between her thighs, she smiled. “It was worth the wait.”

His mouth devoured hers greedily and his masterful hands roamed over her body. ...