The sheets were tangled around her legs, her thighs sticky and sore, and Kai's hand was possessively resting on the curve of her hip.
The sun hadn't even fully risen yet.
And he still hadn't had enough.
Alexis blinked against the early light flooding into Kai's sprawling bedroom, if you could even call it that. It was floor-to-ceiling glass, like the sky had been invited in. The skyline blinked in the distance, but her focus was on the weight of the man behind her.
"Kai," she whispered, voice raw.
He made a low noise, half-asleep, and shifted behind her.
His arm tightened around her waist.
Then, his nose brushed the back of her neck.
"You trying to leave my bed again?" he murmured, voice still ruined from hours of growling her name the night before.
"No," she whispered.
But she didn't mean to say it.
And he heard it.
One second, her breath was steady. The next, he rolled on top of her, his body heavy, his gaze darker than night. His cock already hard against her thigh.
"You're quiet," he murmured, brushing hair away from her flushed face. "Thinking too much?"
"I'm not a morning person."
"Good." He kissed her jaw. "Then let me ruin it for you."
His mouth traveled south in seconds. Down her neck. Her collarbone.
Her nipple disappeared between his lips, and her hips bucked before she even realized she was moaning.
"You're already wet," he growled, moving lower.
"I just woke up," she hissed.
"No, you just remembered what I did to you last night."
He didn't give her time to argue.
His tongue licked a line straight down between her thighs, slow and deliberate, and then he buried his face in her like he needed it to breathe. The kind of oral that felt like worship, drawn out, filthy, and impossibly deep.
She came fast. With a loud, gasping cry and fingers yanking his hair.
But Kai didn't stop.
He pulled her to the edge of the bed, lifted her legs over his shoulders, and started again.
"You keep moaning like that," he said against her pussy, "I'll never let you leave."
And God, she almost didn't want to.
He flipped her over, face down, ass up and slid inside with a grunt, filling her so completely she thought she might shatter.
She whimpered into the pillow, biting down, fingers clenching the sheets.
"Kai..."
"Say it louder."
He grabbed her hips, fucking her slow and deep. The kind of pace that burned. That left bruises. That made her feel owned.
And when she came again, his name spilled from her lips like prayer.
He followed with a growl, head falling against her back, body trembling with the force of it.
They lay there for a while. Breathing. Naked. Tangled.
And that was the problem.
Because it was starting to feel like something else.
And it wasn't supposed to.
Kai dozed off after that. He never slept long. But when he did, when his lashes fluttered shut and that perfect, sinful mouth relaxed, he looked almost innocent.
Alexis slipped out of bed, careful not to wake him. She grabbed his robe from the floor and padded to the other room, her legs aching in the most delicious way.
Her phone was buried in her bag.
She unlocked it, and right there at the top:
Flight Confirmation: Frankfurt → Munich. Departure: 10 days.
Her throat tightened. She stared at the screen until her vision blurred.
She was supposed to leave.
Start over.
Forget what it meant to feel this unhinged.
And now?
She was being fucked by a vampire who made her lose hours, breath, control herself.
She hesitated.
Then she did something she knew she'd regret.
She deleted the email.
By the time she returned to bed, Kai was awake. Bare chest. Dark eyes. Arms folded behind his head like sin incarnate.
"You were gone too long," he said.
She climbed into bed without replying.
"You're thinking again," he added, tone lower.
Alexis smiled tightly. "You want to distract me again?"
He reached for her. "Always."
And when he kissed her, she stopped thinking.
But her heart still raced.
Because she knew..
She couldn't do this much longer.
And she wasn't sure she wanted to stop.