Chapter 209

Siena POV

The afternoon sun poured through the floor-to-ceiling windows of Declan’s suite like liquid gold, painting the rumpled sheets in warm light. I lay sprawled across his chest, my legs tangled with his, skin still slick from the second round we’d just finished. My heart hadn’t slowed down yet. Every beat carried his name.

I traced a lazy circle over the fresh scratch marks I’d left on his