Ezra:
Sunlight filters through the curtains, warm and insistent, pulling me from a deep, exhausted sleep. My body aches in the best way—muscles sore from last night, my ass throbbing with that delicious burn of being claimed for the first time.
Julien's smaller frame is curled against my back, his arm draped possessively over my waist, his breath steady on my neck. As an enigma, I'm built big and strong, but in his arms, I feel exposed, vulnerable, and fuck, I love it. He's my omega in every way that matters, and the memory of him inside me, pulling my tail, using his slick to wreck me... it stirs heat low in my belly again.
