The first rays of the morning sun, filtered through the heavy velvet curtains, painted golden stripes across the rumpled bed. Jax woke slowly, a deep satisfaction settling into his bones.
He felt a warmth in his arms, a soft, weighty presence that was both comforting and exhilarating, and he knew who it was.
Nulissa.
He opened his eyes, a faint smile touching his lips as he looked down at the Vampiress sleeping peacefully in his embrace.
Her head was nestled in the crook of his shoulder, her blood-red hair fanned out across his chest like a silken banner. Her body was curled into his, a perfect fit, her skin cool and smooth against his own.
He could feel the gentle rise and fall of her breathing, the steady, slow beat of her heart against his ribs.
