Rex rolled onto his front, shifting to face her directly on the bed. As he moved, the firelight danced across his skin, highlighting every ridge and valley of his physique.
Morwenna froze, her breath catching audibly in her throat. Up close, the sheer scale of him was overwhelming.
Her eyes traced the impossible breadth of his shoulders, the corded muscle of his abdomen, and the way his chest seemed to expand like a living engine.
'W-what is that build...?!' she screamed silently in her mind, her heart hammering against her ribs like a trapped bird. 'Those shoulders... they could crush me without even trying.'
'And those arms...'
To her mounting frustration and arousal, Rex still kept his trousers on, the fabric straining against the obvious, heavy bulge beneath. He was deliberately withholding the full spectacle, teasing her with the promise of what was to come.
