AMARA’S POV

Voices.

Deep, familiar but faint. It had me twisting and turning on the bed, seeking for the right amount of comfort that would take me back to sleep.

But... bed?

Peeling my eyelids open, I found that I was indeed on our bed. The last thing I remember from last night was getting out of the lake with Caelan. And then I laid on his chest, right on top of the boulder he had fucked me on the last time we were there.

The memories of the sex from last night and the one before had me ...