AMARA’S POV

A groan leaves my lips as my consciousness slowly returns. My eyelids flutter, adjusting to the earthly light that filled every corner of the room.

It was already late into the morning. My eyes swept over Caelan and I’s bed chambers, and he was nowhere to be found. Not even by my side.

I hated the pout that took over my lips. Why did I want to wake up beside him so bad? That would be… too much.

Or maybe what was too much was having him shove his massive member inside of ...