Adeline opened her eyes slowly, the soft morning light filtering through the drapes of the bedroom. Her head was resting comfortably on Gideon's muscular arm.
He was still asleep, his face turned toward the ceiling. As she lay there, the memories of the previous day rushed back to her in vivid waves.
Her heat had appeared entirely out of the blue. Her very first heat.
The overwhelming fever had completely stripped away her inhibitions, making her beg Gideon to stay in bed with her, desperate for his touch. She had lost count of how many times she climaxed last night, each wave of pleasure more intense than the last as he gave her exactly what her body craved.
Every single time their lips met, she had felt a profound, deep connection echoing between them. And every single time he filled her made her feel complete.
