Trapped on His Lap

[POV Elara]

My heart hammered against my ribs. Kaelen dragged my body down onto the large mattress. His muscular arms locked around my frame. His chin dug into my shoulder, his breathing ragged in the quiet room.

Cold sweat soaked his skin. It seeped through his thin sleep shirt, chilling my skin upon contact. He shook against me, a tremor starting from his broad chest and echoing into my bones.