The morning after was something that Clara didn't expect would be this hot and sticky. Granted, she fell asleep last night with Gilas huddling up with her in their shared blanket, but then she remembered the healer saying that they'd need an entire day's rest before their bodies were fully recovered.
And right now, she was feeling far too hot and bothered that she almost considered herself fully healed.
[Or maybe that's just because your mate is currently breathing on your bare neck.]
Clara held her breath as Sheba's remark put her attention solely on the sensations currently running through her body. As her wolf had said, she could feel Gilas's soft breaths hitting her bare skin, faint shocks of electricity coursing through her veins with each small sigh that her mate would make against her.
'I have to get out of this position,' she inwardly told herself.
