Awakening the King

Vittoria

The morning light hadn't even fully hit the heavy curtains of our bedroom when I felt him stirring against me. A heavy, warm leg was thrown over mine, possessive even in sleep. My body hummed with a residual ache, a sweet reminder of the night before, rough, desperate, and absolutely unforgettable. But as I shifted, a different kind of need began to coil low in my belly.

Dante was lying o